Pretending to concentrate onmy work, I watched her lean out the window and examinethe sights on our side of the street. I know I wasamong them and I w...shed then that I had just got nakedrather than kept my boxers on. Still I got some sort ofrush.Eventually she turned back to her dresser. She pulledoff her robe, revealing outrageoulsy sexy shoulders anda low cut lace nightgown that betrayed more than a hintof what treasures lay underneath.There were to be no treasures for me that night. .. yes. In a dress ... no.“I guess that would be fun,” said Hilda Mae, overdoing the reluctance in her voice. Her mother took her upper arm and squeezed it in warning. “Yes,” she added brightly. “I’m sure Bernadette would love to come too!”Ten minutes later the sisters came out of their room with a suitcase. Marian was still talking to Johnnie Sue. They were comparing biscuit recipes and Marian was bemoaning the fact that neither of her daughters had any interest in cooking at all.They weren’t. He started tongue fucking her jabbing in and out, pulling back and taking in her beautiful cunt. Then back on her, this time he went in search of her clit that tiny nubbin that excited his wife so. Just the search for it, as he wiggled his tongue along and around her wetness caused uncontrollable moaning from Jennifer and unfamiliar emotions within her. Why couldn’t Alan, her husband, do this to her. If she begged, he would kiss her a couple of times down there, but that would be it. She had. Please feel free to leave (constructive) feedback. I am still new to writing and am learning! We have just made love for the first time, after months of cyber chatting and cyber sex. Our hearts are still pounding, as we lie there, sated. Neither of us wants to be the first to speak but the silence is comfortable. Oddly familiar. Your hand has gone to my ass and has slipped between my ass cheeks. I can feel your finger pressing against me. It feels tight and a little scary. This has been your.