.."She finished my thought, "that we have other sexual partners, yes. I thought your sisters would've told you by now."I was shocked and turned on at ...he same time. I immediately pictured my mom on her back with her legs in the air, small tits jiggling, urging some random guy, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me." No, they never told me." I responded trying to sound composed. "Well, good for you two." You know, we really do love each other, but sex with the same person for thirty-five years can get a. We can stuff a pillow." She laughed as Bess dragged up another rich length and cut it in half. The hair sprang back and curled tightly, and old slave took a deep breath and worked quickly around Anne' s head, pulling out handfuls between her strong fingers and lopping them off along her knuckles.In ten minutes, it was done. The young woman's Titian curls now hung to her shoulders instead of halfway down her back. Ringlets dangled before her ears, and she recalled André playing with her hair as. I turned and pretended to walk awy when she said okay, okay, okay, just shut it off. Then started taking her wet shirt off, unhooked her bra and was standing there topless. I got on the floor and opened the cabinet...slowly, until her pants slid down, and i was eye level with her shaved pussy. I was getting hard again. I layed on my back and pushed myself through the stuff under the sink, getting to the shutoffs and turned them both off. I then straightened my legs hoping she would see the tent. He was trying to keep that tongue dancing on my clit. He finally gave it up but didn't take it out of my pussy. He tried to swallow my lips as he ran his tongue up and down the groove. I finally gave up fighting the orgasms and sank in to the lounge. He sensed I was through and finally lay back a little with his head resting just inches from my pussy. I don't know how many times I came, at least 10, but the one orgasm must have lasted over a minute. A moment more and I would have blacked out..