She brought the bottle up to her lips and drank it down, it made my insides flutter, the thought of my mother drinking all my sweet honey. “Mmm, you...taste so good baby girl,” my mother moaned with her lips against the bottle, my juices running lightly down her chin. I got up from where I was and sat myself down on her lap. I bent forward and licked the juice up from her chin, my tongue stopping at her lips. I kissed her softly and she moaned against my lips. My breasts pushed against her body. He seemed to have trouble with words, and she wondered whether his intelligence was just marginal or perhaps sub-marginal. "Come 'ere," he said, pointing to the knee. Julie wished she had decided to help Sally with the dishes. She walked over to the big lunk and perched on his knee. She was conscious of the gun behind her, leaning against the wall. Even if she got it in her hands, which she doubted after seeing how surprisingly quick Butch could be, and even if she could manage to kill him. We started going through how I was doing. What my strengths and weakness were etc.Then I asked the question that changed everything, “What can I do to improve?”She replied “Stop ogling my feet,” and let out the cutest giggle.I started to go red and she said, “I don’t mind you staring but don’t make it obvious."She started talking about work again and setting my KPI for my bonus. She started listing the things she wanted me to do, I zoned out.She hit the table lightly and said, “Did you get. Then they replaced the fingers with lips and tongues and did it all over again. By the time they were ready to make love, Matthew's cock stood bolt upright like a tree, whilst Jo's pussy was as soaked as a shower spongeNot entirely her first time with a guy, experience was nonetheless at a premum which suited Matthew just fine, given that his own expertise was lacking too. As Matthew towered over his eighteen-year old sister, cocktip poised at her pussy entrance, Jo disclosed that the men she.