Our tongues met, crossed, circled and withdrew. She let out a ragged sigh as I introduced a second finger into her most intimate area, to join the fir...t. At the same time my thumb started to massage her clit, to give her maximum pleasure. Her pussy was tight, feeling about as tight as mine did with two of my fingers inside, and I wondered how she managed with Paul’s cock, whether it hurt, and (oh, how I wanted to know) what it might feel like inside me. We continued French kissing, and Nessie’s. We both finish cumming and collapse next to each other, my cum dripping out of your pussy onto your legs, some onto me, some onto the bed. I reach down and coat my fingers with both our cum and lick them clean. It tastes fucking hot, and I gently rub your pussy and slide my fingers into you then bring them up for you to suck clean. ‘Mmmm, we taste good’ and you reach down for another helping. ‘Good to have you back sexy, now you get back to work.’ I head next door and get back to work as you. .I could hurt you.’ ‘That’s all right, Dan. You’ll like it. Did you ever milk cows or any animal on the farm growing up?’ ‘Yeah, I milked cows and sheep and pigs.’ ‘Pigs?’ ‘For the bottle babies.’ ‘That sounds good. I’ll talk you through it, it’ll be all right, you can’t hurt me. Just bring a chair over or kneel down if you can. It’s not rocket science. Only. . .’ ‘Only what?’ ‘Don’t get too busy with the teeth.’ Reluctantly, he pulled a kitchen chair over to face her right breast, and looked. Beside her Liza screamed as she came for the first time. I watched the two fascinated by the difference. Liza was thrashing, her fingers entering her cunt and flying out just as fast. Her lips were squirting juices all over Maggie, who was silently tensed and unmoving, though I could feel her cunt squeezing my shaft like a vise over and over. The feeling made me tense myself, shooting cum into Maggies cunt and pushing as deep as I could to shoot as far as possible. The action wasn’t really.