A little hesitantly I extended my tongue, and touched her exposed clitoris with the tip, she jumped, then grabbing my head she pulled it into her crot...h, and before I knew what had happened I had a mouthful of her hairy cunt, my tongue busily exploring the fleshy lips, and I discovered to my delight that I loved the taste of my mother's used pussy.My sperm was salty, her juices musky, and the two blended into a delicious pungent sauce I would never get enough of, they blended as well as had our. He was a perfect gentleman (remember this all you younger men reading this). As we walked along the beach we neared my hotel and I realized that I wanted to sleep with Brad but it was apparent that I’d have to take matters into my own hands so I got even bolder. I turned the discussion to wine and when he asked a question about wine I offered to show him an example of a certain vintage in my room. He accepted the invitation eagerly as we headed up to my room. Once we got to my dwelling I. I carried her bags inside and up to her room. As she unpacked, sheasked me to make a pot of coffee and said that we would talk shortly.She also told me to bring the doll.Chapter 8"Cream, no sugar," I said as I handed her a cup of coffee."You remembered, very good," she replied.We sat down at the kitchen table to talk.She took a sip and set down her cup. "Okay, yes, Danielle you'reright; the doll is responsible for your change. I've wanted to find away to help you become motivated, and this. She was spreading the lotion on my shoulders and upper back when she said “Aunt Misty, can I talk to you about something?” She is not my niece obviously, but ever since I met her and her mother she has just always call me Aunt Misty. I said, “Of course Jeannie, what is on your mind?” She said, “Aunt Misty, I know my Mom is bisexual.” I tried to fake surprise, but of course I knew that already, but did not know Jeannie knew. She went on to say “And I think you and she are lovers, is that right?”.