She was completely naked beneath and she lewdly opened her legs and stroked her finely trimmed pussy. I could see, as if through a close up lens, her ...inger open her lips, the moisture on her fingertip. I was captivated. The finger didn’t enter her but stroked, just as I wanted to stroke, as I wanted my tongue to curl between them and taste her. I moved in to her and she put her hand flat on my breastbone. ‘Wait. I want to savour this.’ What was I supposed to do? I waited. Suddenly she removed. Our eyes remained locked as that revolting mess succumbed to gravity and dropped in what looked to me like slow motion, taking forever to cover the six inches that separated our mouths.I winced as it landed on my tongue. But I didn't move. I didn't pull away.He grinned and said, "Good girl! You're learning."Then he did it again. He did it twice more before he said, "I'll give you something else to drink later. You can swallow that now."It was the idea of what he was making me do that was so. The daughter loved it whenever her partner-in-crime did that as if she was in the middle of an awesome threesome.The only differences were the fact that these 'probes' came from thesame source and they moved in and out at the same instant instead ofalternatingly.Lara groaned as she came from the mind-blowing experience. In fact, shecame a couple more times before Carmen blew both of her loads into herdaughter's wombs and rectum - again, simultaneously. The incestuouscouple laid on the couch for. He knew Alan would give him the result of the medical then.He phoned Terry later that evening explaining that he would be in town to see the medical board on Monday.Terry suggested that she would stay in town, and after he had seen the board they could travel down on the train together. She gave him the address of her place in Chelsea.The taxi dropped him off in a narrow lane containing a terrace row of mews houses; he rang the bell at the number she had given him.The door was flung open and.