This time Liz felt up to the challenge of this new kind of sex play, and she trailed kisses over Vicki's beautiful body until her mouth found the pout...ng lips of the older woman's pussy. Pushing Vicki's thighs wide apart, Liz plunged her face down between them and tried to devour the tasty treat spread like a feast before her. Vicki cried out endearments and encouragements, and when she felt her orgasm sneaking up within her she quickly reversed herself so that she and Liz were in the classic. ."Janie stared in awe at the photograph. It was so clear and sharp that you could make out every detail. It was printed on 11 x 14 paper, matted, but unframed. What really caught Janie's eye was there, stooped down, she was in the photo. She was shown from the rear. Janie remembered working in her flowers. She loved taking care of the yard, weeding and pruning her flowers. When it was hot outside, like it was on the day the photo was taken, she often wore a tiny bikini to work in. In the photo. Her tongue licked through my folds, gathering up the jizz that was inside of me. My body trembled, my breasts jiggling. The pleasure flowed through me.I was surrounded by my family. I was so happy. I broke the kiss with Daddy and moaned, “When are we getting married?”“When your nine months pregnant,” Mommy said, lifting her face. “It's a tradition in this family.”“It is?” Grandma asked. “I wasn't pregnant when I married Daddy.”“It's a tradition now,” Mommy said and then buried her face back. Claire stared at me trying to figure out whether or not I was kidding."I'm not teasing. Look, I did the same thing when I was your age. There is nothing wrong with being curious. The problem is my age and not your age." Why?" she asked."Because," I said."That's not a good reason," she said."Okay, it's a lousy reason, but it is a legal reason," I said.Claire asked, "Mike if you know about the stories I've been reading, you know they are about older guys teaching young women, like us, and how.