My tongue makes slow calculated circles against the supple flesh and sweeps that delicious diamond into my mouth. Your flavor blooms on my tongue and ... am lost in your taste… again. Now it’s my turn to moan… and moan I do. I work my tongue against the weeping hole, coaxing more fluid and lap at it hungrily. I hear your pleasurable sounds encouraging me and I open my mouth and draw just the swollen tip between my lips and suckle. I hear your hiss under my ministrations and feel your body tense. She could count the orgasms she had in a year on her fingers. And half of them were in hot water tub. Though not used to stepping out for sex, her sex-starvation slowly started affecting her dressing style. She had begun to dress to show off her alluring figure, and she loved it when guys so obviously drooled over her. She was worth drooling over. For 36, she was really fit and looked hardly 29 or 30. Her curves were all in the right places. There was not a single extra ounce of weight on her. Becky was right next to my face as I licked and sucked Mom.“Lean over and lick Mom’s pussy, then lick all the down past her butthole. Put your tongue in her butthole when you lick her back there.”Mom was fucking her butt up and down as I sucked her pussy, then Becky slid forward to lick her butt. I felt Mom moaning with my cock buried in her throat. When Becky put her tongue in Mom’s butthole, she nearly bucked me off. Her cum started spraying out, covering Becky’s face as she kept sucking and. If they were serious then I was saying LET’S GO! Bill agreed with me taking the same approach by saying “We are waiting on you to start” Then it happened, Stacie leaned in and kissed Heather. Their tongues wrapped around each others and the hands gently careered each others breast. One hand on the back of the neck in embraces and one on the top of the shirt covered beast of the other. Stacie slowly worked her hand under Heathers shirt and lifted it to reveal Heather’s swollen nipples. Our wives.