After Jane and Sally had left Mary came to me on the patio where I was lying. I noticed that she had changed into a new bikini, which I had not seen b...fore. She paraded around the patio giving me a good look at her. “Is there anything I can do for you daddy, anything at all?” “A drink of something cold would be nice.” “ Oh I was thinking of something hot.” “Hot, like what?” I asked “Me,” Mary replied as she undid the top of her bikini throwing it on the chair. “I know you fucked Sally cos we. Almost immediately she felt Helene respond, her body tensing, then relaxing with each lick. "Long and slow," she thought to herself, tasting the teenager's excitement deep in her mouth, "let's get her on the edge and someone else can make breakfast!"Miss Baker raised her leg a little further. She could feel Miranda's fingers inside her, penetrating her slow and rhythmically. The older woman could tell that Miranda was making her very, very wet indeed: her pussy felt full of fingers, and yet. "Sarah considered his idea, and finally agreed when it occurred to her that then he wouldn’t be able to reach her breasts if she was facing away. As she shifted positions, now sitting facing his feet, she gripped his rock hard pole and began to "clean" it again. She leaned forward and used her thumbs to rub around the base of his cock to remove the remaining residue. "Sarah, my God, oh Sarah," he groaned louder. "I’m almost ready!" "Y… you mean, you are going to, um, well, um," she stuttered as. She pinched harder. “Yessss. Hurt me. Please hurt me!”Wait a minute? Was this my voice? Yes. Undoubtedly. Begging her tohurt me. Just when I was on the edge of tolerance she eased off andreleased them. Then she bent her head and I felt her kiss me on theinside of my left thigh. Her tongue traced a trail over my thigh tomy pussy. I closed my eyes and sighed as she explored me with herstrong tongue. I love being eaten and it was so different – softerand gentler in.