I stuck my tongue out to run it up the remaining six inches the slip it between her folds and taste her sweet juices which had already started flowing... I mentioned “You’re already wet. Is that for me?” and she told me “I’ve been wet all day long just thinking about you and the fun we might have.” I continued licking her wet little pussy while sliding my hands up her stomach to her gorgeous breasts. I raised my face to plant a kiss right on the heart I have shaved into her bland triangular patch. We cuddled up together under the tree a slept for a few hours. Before I knew it I woke to him whispering in my ear “give me that pussy” I opened my eyes as he went down and spread my legs once again, but this time he started to lick my pussy lips with that amazing tongue he has. He sucked my clit and plunged his tongue into my pussy as far as it would go. He even ate all the cum that was still sitting inside me, he loves eating his cum mixed with mine directly from my pussy. I held his hair. .I am thinking you do everything by the numbers, always computing inthat pretty head of yours. To work the magic, you need heart, soul,and ~felice intuizione~." "I need ...feeling ...to be a chef?" Si, to be a chef ...and other things. It is what you must find,Gina."What's with the 'feeling' thing? First the witches and now Chef? Whyis everyone beating me silly with it? Was she talking about a woman'sintuition? I hoped not, because I was shit outta luck there! "Even so, ma'am, may I. It was only fair.Just before going to sleep one night my wife told me that we were goingto have another "Mother and Daughter" weekend, but with a difference. Ithought she meant that this time I would be the mother and she thedaughter, we had done it that way a few times and it was as much fun aswhen she was the mother and I the daughter.I woke up that morning and right away knew there had been a change butnot one of our usual changes...I was a boy...but I was about eleven yearsold, and I was a.