All naughty?". I replied: "Henry Miller: naughty great literature. Neuroscientists want to find how we find love - almost naughty. And philosophy...we...l...Cunt-ian philosophy?" I blushed. Not only because I made a terrible pun involving Immanuel Kant but also because it was a bit too obscene for the usual tone of our conversation. However, she laughed at me. I was surprised by myself. We were in great form. We exchanged puns and retorts. All of it was truly terrible and wouldn't make us a great. None of them were ever allowed the privilege or grace of her lips or mouth. These were far above any of their roles or station. Understanding this fully he came down to the cleft between her breasts, and then retracted his tongue to its very tip before ranging over the expanse of each, ever so lightly lingering over each of her hardening nipples.Arching her back and mewling softly in clear invitation to proceed further down he re extended his tongue and played it lovingly over her entire. “Is that what you’ve been doing, when not munching on their lady parts, of course,” I teased my wife, just as she took my suggestion and climbed up on me to ride my dick for the hell of it.“Guilty as charged there, babe. I do like the pussy, too, but then you know that by now,” Heather answered, adding, “Don’t forget that I love tasting it on my wonderful husband’s cock, too.”“Touche, baby,” I chuckled as I felt her delightful hip movements, her delectable tits in my face while we got it on. She now put her thumb and forefinger around the base of my dick, sliding them up and down while she concentrated her mouth and lips and tongue on the head. Oh, I was in heaven now, every lick around the tip, every suck on it was so, so good."Oh, I'm gonna cum pretty soon, that is just so good," I moaned softly as I put a second finger in her.It was so intense, there was no way I could hold off ... I just cummed and cummed into my sister's mouth while she kept on sucking and I kept probing.