She kissed me more deeply and moaned. Holding her to me with one arm, I moved the hand around her thigh to the front of her panties and put my finger ...t the top of her camel toe. Greedily I started running my finger up and down the soft cotton, feeling it get warmer and more moist, feeling her hump the finger and ride my thigh as she struggled to stand, her knees getting weaker, her legs failing her, moaning and breathing heavily into wet greedy kisses as she mauled my face. I turned her around. A lot of stuff came out. I probably shouldn't have been peeping -- but if I'd joined them, it would have killed their fun -- and I couldn't walk away..." Toby admitted."So what are they doing?" Giving head, basically. Damian's been slowly dragging Terence along -- but Terence is into it, more or less." He grinned. "Mama's teaching him deep throat." He shrugged. "I gather that they're doing some equal time thing -- or were. Part of the argument was the fact that Damian didn't want to learn deep. If he knows more than we do, we could be endangering our purpose.”“I suggest that we be totally honest with him. I don’t mean to say that we should tell him the entire purpose of our visit up front, but tell him that we are very interested in his method of notation and how he arrived at it. We might even indicate that we had seen some similar notations before. Either he will withdraw, in which case we are better not to attempt to push him, or he will respond with the same candor. He seems to be. One deep breath and she slipped her mouth over the tip. Moving her hand down to the still slightly enlarged knot she held it and began to suck on Goldie’s cock. Again he whimpered. Pleasure? Problem not, but he still didn’t budge.Ann’s arousal returned as she took as much of his cock in her mouth as she could. He began to drip pre-cum again. Dogs did that to lubricate the bitch. Now he was lubricating Ann’s throat. She moaned as the full impact of what she was doing dawned on her. She was.