"Don't stop, I'm almost there," he whispered, and began to fuck myself again, rubbing at my clit with my thumb so eagerly I nearly slid off the table ...n my own juices. I was so aroused I was beginning to smell my own musk... I looked up and I could see the wings of his nostrils trembling with my scent, and his cock looked so delicious I had to fight the urge to just sit on it and cum.“You tasted me, when am I going to taste you?” I said. He looked into my eyes and I moaned and bit my lower lip.. "You bad boy," she whispered, pushing me away gently. "Behave yourself." When Dad came in, we were at opposite sides of the kitchen, as if nothing had happened.Dinner was great. We all sat at the table, and I told them what classes I was taking in the new semester. They were both very interested, and several times I noted Mom was looking at me with a wistful smile on her lips.After dinner, Dad returned to the den and another game, while Mom and I cleaned up. I was the designated dishwasher, and. Derek searched desperately for something to say, but again his hostess saved him. "I understand you were referred to me by Dr. Rita Carson," she said, not making it a question. "Uh, yes, that's right, Miss, eh..." Derek trailed off awkwardly. A cool smile. "You may call me Auntie Candy," the ice woman said. "Now, why don't you explain to Auntie Candy the nature of your problem, my dear little man?" Derek was uncomfortable with her use of phrase 'little man' but didn't complain. He did though. “Mmmm, I can taste myself on you.” Maia reached down and pulled the blanket over them. “Give me a pillow, Hals. Any problem if I spend the night?” “Never. You know that.” “Thanks. What’s with the pillows?” “What about them?” “I thought I just about had you there, and you pulled away to get some pillows under your shoulders.” “Oh. I wanted to be able to look at you. That’s the other reason the mirror’s down there.” “What?” Halsey turned bright red again. “I…” She stopped speaking. “It’s.