So ended our first week, onlyfive hundred and nineteen left.Charlene joined us at breakfast the next morning. She was curious asto our opinion of our...first week. Billie was surprisinglyenthusiastic, I was more reserved. Charlene laughed and replied thatit took her a few weeks to get use to the feminine life style. Shewent on telling us that she was a tubby little shit and was put on aforced diet for three months losing some thirty five pounds. Shelaughed about having to go to the Wardrobe. I tease your lips with my tongue, pressing us together passionately. My other hand goes to your knee and slides up the warm skin, under your skirt and quickly to the panel of your panties.I am demanding, probing, pushing your panties aside and parting your labia with my fingers as I thrust my tongue down your throat. I press inside your moist pussy easily and you gasp into my mouth as I flick your clit with my thumb.I briefly consider keeping you here until you cum, but the timing doesn't allow. But I didn't let him go and sucked his cock hungrily. Squeezing every drop of cum that was remaining. Satisfied, I let him go.Fred pulled his cock from my mouth. It came out with a sot sucking sound. He slumped back on the bed staring at me with sparkling eyes. He looked very happy.I stared at her handsome face lovingly."I'm sorry, Mom," He tried to appear innocent. "I didn't mean to cum in your mouth." Never mind ... honey," I smiled at him. "Mommy loved the taste."I opened my mouth and stuck. You lowered your mouth to mine, our lips brushing against each other. When we pulled away from the kiss, you looked questioningly into my eyes until I smiled and kissed you again, my lips parted, inviting your tongue. You probed my mouth softly, slowly making our kiss deeper and deeper. I felt my body responding as I pushed my hips gently against yours. You wrapped your fingers in my hair, and pulled my head slightly to one side, running your lips along my cheek and down my neck. I could feel.