And just as she had done before, she lingeredjust long enough for it to be inappropriate. It was almost as if a wolfwere marking her territory. "He ...s still mine," she seemed to be saying toEmily.But Mother underestimated Emily. It should not have surprised Mother (infact she should have been flattered) that I had chosen a girl just likeMother, a beautiful, feminine, but dominant woman.Emily was not about to take second place without a fight.She grabbed me by the wrist pulled me to her, and. Of course, when Tiff and I were younger, we believed every word of it. His encounters with unicorns, the pot of gold he almost had when the leprechaun just got away from him, the time he out-drank a whole village of Irishmen, drinking Irish whiskey by the bucket while they stuck to their green beer.Evidently he was satisfied with the green beer these days. For the past few years, Dad would become an honorary Irishman and the two of them would down pitcher after pitcher of the stuff as the rest. I went down and sniffed it. The aromatic pussy turned me on madly. She enveloped my face between her meaty thighs. I began to lick her clitoris. She started sighing and moaning loudly, “Yes, right… yes, eat me. You’re doing it perfectly. This is exactly where I want you to eat me. Go ahead. Go ahead. Don’t stop it you’re perfect. Yes yes yes…….aaaaahhh.’I felt happy that I was able to give this experienced lady so much of pleasure. I removed my underpants and put my throbbing seven inches cock. Here, I must confess, the politics of being at a university medical center came into play. I had been ‘requested’ — read ‘commanded’ — by the Chief of Medicine, to handle the Adams family as diplomatically as possible. It seems that they were hoping to tap Mr. Adams for a large donation and my treatment of his son was considered to be a great opening for the moneygrubbers (pardon me: ‘University Development’ staff) to use. So I was going to do what I could, within reason, not simply to treat.