After all, they had been gathering like this for as long as anyone could remember.The men were either in front of the television watching football or ...ut in the garage shooting the shit and telling lies about the 8-point bucks they had just barely missed since gun season opened. The women watched the kids and prepared the food.When they turned twelve, April and Bailey were initiated into the Thanksgiving task of helping make supper. They had jobs to do, especially since it was their family's. He grabbed the waistband of the thong and drew it down her legs, with his teeth. He continued to lick and softly bite her inner thighs, never quite touching her velvet lips. He kept this up for at least ten minutes and then took a bite at her clit. Not a hard one, just a nip with his teeth. It sent Marion into orbit. It was so unlike anything she had ever experienced before. Mick then sucked at her clit and tongued her vagina at the same time. It felt so good she was in heaven. Mick then rose. ’ Sighing, she flattened herself on my chest and tongued my lips. My hands on her hips kept us tight. She was concentrating on volleys of little squeezes, but said, ‘Andrew, if you are my new boyfriend, there are bound to be fights.’ I ran my fingers up and down her back and she shivered. ‘God, you are turning me on. Maybe you can help with a problem.’ I sat us up on the edge of the bed, still coupled. ‘What?’ Her ample breasts were burning holes in my front. I was giving her a hard time, but. Just a luncheon. Let me suggest that we meet at the Loeb Boathouse in Central Park. Let us say next Wednesday at noon." Well sure," he said without thinking, as he was taken back by her easy familiarity."Great. I shall see you then. I do have one request of you. I want you to wear your orchestra tuxedo to the luncheon, please. I want to get a sense of you more closely in your best dress. Can you not indulge an old lady, my dear?" Sure, that should not be a problem. Of the three I own, one is.