Two hands find my dick and balls and start fondling and stroking. I figure now would be a good time to allow them to speak, which they do in between k...ssing and nibbling me. Ilona pipes up first. ‘Wha-‘ *kiss* ‘What the fuck am I doing, stop’ *lick* ‘this!’ ‘Ilona, I can’t stop, how i-‘ *kiss* ‘-is he doing, eeew what am I touching is that his di-‘ *nibble* ‘Please, I don’t want to do this, don’t maauunf’ The girls’ frightened protests are an amusing contrast to the passion of their embrace and. Let me call over there and make sure he's okay, and I'll call you back." Okay Barb. Sorry about this."They finished dressing and went downstairs to the kitchen to make the call to Patty's house. After a couple rings, a voice she didn't recognize as Patty's answered."Hello?" said Collette."Hi, this is Barbara Taylor. I was looking from my son Bobby — is he there?" Hi, Mrs. Taylor, it's Collette Simpson. Uh no, Bobby left here a couple hours ago at least." Did he say if he was going home when he. She had promised herself, AND Bob, that she would NEVER completely shave herself. She STILL hardly ever wore a bra. Her breast still stood as proudly as they had as a teenager. Absolutely mouth watering, and full. She moved a step closer, inviting him to pull down her thong. He reached in, and cupped his hand around her Mons, and she felt his finger rubbing her pussy, gently, before moving to take the waistbands to lower it fully. She smiled at him as it came to her knees. "Put it in your. When She is home I am not allowed to walk upright but have to crawl on my hands and knees like a dog. This posture still did not allow me to see who our guest was, the fact that their face was planted in my Lady’s pussy also limited my vision. She motioned me to sit by Her head and watch how one is supposed to eat pussy. The person who was eating Her was giving Her their all as She was bucking off the chesterfield and really fucking their face. I watched with rapt attention as this person.