“This…is the clitoris” she said, separating her labia with two fingers and pointing to her clit with her other hand. “Girls will love it if yo... touch them here! Try it…I want you to lick it.”Kyle poked out his tongue as his mother guided her clit over it. It tasted metallic and had a slippery texture. After a few moments, Kyle grew more confident and began lapping at it himself.“Mmm…good boy!” his mother moaned, biting her bottom lip. Kyle could sense his mom getting wet as he could taste her. This, of course, was a tune that Inez and I simply loved to do. As for Greg, he went out on a high note, handling the distinctive bass solo in the latter portion of the song with aplomb. Paul, who'd arrived just as we started "The Chain", took his usual position at the start of the next set.It had been another successful and highly beneficial guest appearance.August 25, 1985East Durham, New York"At least this year," I said to my girlfriend, standing beside me, "we get to see the Irish festival. This was too much! Ishook my torso left and right for a few seconds just towatch the action. Shaking my head, I dropped my armsagain, remembering why I'd stood up in the first place. Ifigured that if I emptied the ashtrays and took out thegarbage then I should be able to at least stand thesituation until Becky decided to let me off the hook.After all, this wasn't SO bad.So, I collected every ashtray I could find and dumpedtheir contents into the trash. Reaching down to tie up thegarbage bag, I. “Yes, this is Steve.” I yawned as I replied.“This is Margret, Mary’s mother.”‘Fuck!’“Oh… Yes... Yes… Margret. How are you?” I said as I got up from the bed. I made sure not to wake up Emily and Natasha who were in bed with me, fast asleep. I sat on the couch facing the bed watching the two naked ladies sleeping peacefully. I was naked and feeling cold, but I decided to focus on the phone to divert my attention.“Steve! I am fine. I hope things are fine with you. I had written to you a couple of.