Dam, a drawer full of stockings. Another drawer of panties and bras. Typical woman.What the hell is this?!? My Amelia is a bit kinky.Every woman has a...dildo and maybe a vibrator. But how many have these toys?Handcuffs, feathers, mask, ball gag, riding crop.Will keep this in mind.Out of her room and get my clothes and head for the shower.Washed, dried, shaved. All set for her.I go back to kitchen and get more coffee. Dam good coffee also.Great in bed and can make great coffee. If she can cook,. I felt her wet fire as I pushed my tongue inside her tunnel. I had to swallow several times to keep up with her juice flow. My thumb went lower and played with her little bottom.“Jesus… Johnny… where did… where did you learn this? Most of you boys just cum and go… could you move up to… yes yes yesss… there oh my God!”My flat tongue pressed over her bud and stayed there. Then I sucked it and her surrounding folds of skin into my mouth. As I let her slowly slip through my lips I pushed my thumb. ”Pausing for a moment, she looked at me. Then proving that you can never outwit your mom, she added, “And where’s Belinda?”Peeking around me Lindie said, “Hi, Mrs. Trainor.”“Belinda, don’t think I didn’t see you scampering up that tree to the rickety house up there real early this morning,” she said with that knowing smile of hers.I glanced down at that beautiful face smiling up at me from just above my hip. She giggled at me and I pulled Lindie forward, under my right shoulder. I kept hold of. " Angique stopped kissing and reached up to turn the girl's head. She studied her carefully."Are you sure, girl?" she asked at last. "You see, it is perfectly all right to tell me I overreacted. I was frustrated by your confessions to the damn priest." She took a brush and started stroking Alicia's hair. It crackled with electricity."I react to priests like a bull to a red cloth, you know?" she went on. "I'll tell you one day why. For now please understand that I won't allow you ever to see one.