She stood in front of the bed and peeled off her panties. She then sat on the bed and spread her legs.“Well baby you are going to have to lick me ou.... And then once you have made me cum with your tongue you are going to make me cum with that beautiful cock.”I leaned forward and gently started to lick at her honey pot. Her hand rested on my head as my tongue slid over her wet hole. I sucked on her lips making her groan. My tongue slipped right inside her pussy making her whimper with pleasure.My. Oldham?" she asked, seemingly unaware that Doug, having endured the exhausting ordeal of inquisition, was exhaling like a deflating balloon."Doug and I are fishing buddies. During those long hours of casting and waiting for the fish to bite, I've become aware that his knowledge of auto parts is exceptional. You can ask him anything and he'll respond with an encyclopedic explanation. On our weekend fishing and camping trips, I've learned that he's an avid outdoorsman. The meticulous way he sets. "I think a lot of this came because of our mom. She is no doubt the biggest snob in the area, but was always upset if a man looked at us, whether at a ballgame or in a movie. Of course she had no idea what was going on in our dirty little minds. Her hating older men looking at us only turned us on.We lived in Roanoke, VA, and one evening as Emma and I were jogging, we ran into this older black man, who spoke, and of course we jogged on. But when he yelled and asked if we were track stars, we. "But in Laura's bedroom, they both forgot about sex toys in their consuming need for each other. Laura shut the door and pinned Karen against it, slowly unbuttoning her silk blouse and kissing each wonderful smooth dark area of skin that appeared. Her lips descended into the deep cleavage between Karen's breasts, then rose up again to Karen's lips. It was a kiss of scorching intimacy, while Laura's fingers toyed with the clasp of Karen's bra.Karen's dark eyes glowed with mischief. "You want.