.I was aroused by then..I kissed her cheeks..moving down to her neck…slowly ruffling her hair and giving her neck a little bite..and she gave this �...�ouch’ sound…I still remember that sound…then I slowly reached for her t shirt and it pulled it down her shoulders…kissed her shoulders… her bra strap was shown…I pulled it down…she wanted me to remove my t shirt..i did so…and thenI made her remove her t shirt…i kissed her all over…and I then went down and touched her boobs…it was a feeling of a. So I started to work my way down. Softly kissing and nibbling on her neck, and then down to her breast. As my tongue and lips worked her nipple over, I moved my hand down to her legs. She parted them just like Moses did to the red sea, and I started to stroke her inner thighs softly, till I finally got to her outer lips. She had a nicely shaven pussy with a land strip just above her pussylips.As I rubbed the lips, she was starting to get worked up, and I could start to feel some moisture on the. And finally there was Frank. Frank the proctologist quite another story. Where Dianne is outgoing and open, Frank is the quiet presence of the family. He is older than Dianne by five years but remains in good physical shape. Frank is always around, it's just that you don't ever notice him. Kind of like the guy standing in the corner at parties, always by himself - just watching everyone else. I love them all dearly. They are my family.Friday Night and Saturday Morning:The week had finally come. My steed was gone, as were my clothes. I now stood before the beautiful centaur, naked from head to toe while the sweet smell of pre-cum rose up from my slit.She towered above me, hooves stomping the ground in what I assumed was impatience. But her lips were still curled into a seductive smile and her eyes filled with even more arousal than before. Then why was she upsetting the dirt with her hooves?The answer was revealed when she spun to the left. It only took a few steps before something.