It was incredible. She darted through my folds, licking me with such hunger. She squirmed on me as my tongue attacked her clit. She needed to cum, and...I wanted to make her explode as fast as possible. Then I was going to take my time with her. Tease her. Love her.“Yunie!” she squealed into my pussy as I sucked on her clit.“Oh, my, Zoey, you're loving my daughter,” Mrs. Armstrong moaned, such envy in her voice.“Always!” I moaned, trembling on the ground. My hips wiggled back and forth.My tongue. "Oh, yes. I just love everything." I purred back at her. She smiled somemore, her tongue licking her lips like a cat."I just love you ass. It's so plump, it drives me wild with desire." shenibbled on my ear. "But I really love your tits. They're so big!"Her hands slowly slid around my wide hips, up across my stomach until theytouched the bottom of my breasts. With her tongue flicking my neck, shegently cupped each breast and squeezed, sending thrills through my body untilI found myself grinding. I closed my eyes, just letting the feeling soak in, and heard… crying? I opened my eyes and looked around for the source. I couldn’t see anyone so I listened again. It was faint, but I definitely heard soft, gasping sobs. I took a few steps down the path towards the sound. “Hello?” I called, softly. The sobbing continued and I followed the sound until I saw a figure kneeling by a grave. Should I see if they were okay? I mean sure, someone crying over a grave in a cemetery wasn’t exactly unheard. I pointed to the couch, and Dave went to sit down. I could tell he had another erection, by the bulge poking out of his robe. My hubby tapped my thigh, and I got up, and moved over on the couch. My hubby got up, and took a long gulp of his beer, as I sat at his feet, resting against the couch.Now listen Dave, my hubby said in a forceful tone. Tonight when Trish comes back you’re going to break her. It may take days to break her, or longer, but it should not take longer than 30 days. If.