Sweet.”“Taste her.”Jenn opened her mouth. She tentatively reached out her pink tongue … and licked her friend’s sex.“Oh yes, Jenn. Oh yes....�� Carly grasped Jenn’s curls in her fingers, her back arching. She was mindless.Jenn slowly ran her tongue over Carly’s slippery lips. She wormed her tongue inside, and explored her friend’s hole. She even curled her tongue down farther, and gave Carly’s pink pucker a leisurely, swirling kiss.Mr. Richards ordered again. “Now, her clit. Suck it.”Jenn found the. Evidently I was needed, because the Brothers Gilbert were coming toward me, rather than hiding. Getting into the swing of things was like falling into the lake. There were a million questions, but the answer to 99% was, ‘Keep going—it’s fine.’ It was all very impressive. Of course, the house itself was designed to impress. It was only in my grandparents generation that the emphasis turned more to comfort. That had led to a mid-century addition with all the bell and whistles. For fifty years the. Now thrashing, her orgasm radiated from the depths of her cunt and all over her body. She almost blacked out from the pleasure and saw stars dancing in her vision. She pulled on the sheets and thought she heard them rip, but it didn’t matter. Patricia had gotten what she wanted, and it took a while for her to settle down. Her son’s cock stayed hard in her, and she knew he didn’t pull it out because he had no idea that he should. “Are you okay?” Her son’s question tapered off her orgasm. She. Sensuous hands covered my body, caressing my balls and ass. I felt a different tender hand take the base of my cock and shake it hard as I pistoned slowly in whomever was on top of me. The mouth pumping on my cock intensified as I felt my balls ready to deliver another eruption. I moaned out loud as my hips pushed hard, forcing my cock deeper into this velvety throat. Then I delivered a choaking load of cum that gagged her. I recognized that sound. It was Gypsy. She swallowed every drop I.