" then she turned and stepped back to the door.I watched her open the door and step out into the hall way and walk toward the living room. "I must say... you got my curiosity up s*s." I said in a low voice to myself, then I stepped out into the hall way and turned toward the living room.Stepping into the living room, mom sat in a chair at the end of the couch and Clare sat in the middle of the couch leaving me one of the two ends to sit down on. As I stepped around the couch, mom said, "I have. "Of course he talks!" Her aunt answered. "But only when I give him permission. Otherwise he will remain quite." Will he talk for me?" Jenny asked. "Will he answer me?"Aunt Judy turned to him. "Phillip, I give you permission to answer the questions Jenny is about to pose to you, but you may not talk. Answer with your prick. Do you understand?"He seemed to almost jump at her words. Jenny noticed him step back as soon as Aunt Judy finished the order, but she did not understand why. In fact, she. “Oh fuck, that’s good” I moaned out, grinding my pussy into her mouth, her tongue licking my clit hard. “Oh shit, I’m gonna cum” I half screamed, grinding my hips harder into her face, my heart pumping, Al holding me onto her face, determined to take me until the very end. With a few quick flicks of my clit, I moaned hard, half screaming as my pussy tightened, Al’s tongue still flicking me making a fair bit of clear liquid squirt into her mouth, the licking subsided and I heard her as she. 'Thank God I wore a skirt today' I thought to myself. "Now, let's see what you have under that skirt of yours" he said as he reached for my panties. He took them off of me and spread my legs. I was wet, and he smiled when he saw that. He took his index finger and began to rub my clitoris. I sighed. "You have such a nice pussy," he said with a growl in his tone. He laid me down and stuck his index finger inside of me. Slow at first, he fingered me. He gradually got faster and faster. He.