" She was wearing blue shorts and a white t-shirt, and the way her nipples stood out against the thin fabric made it clear that she hadn't bothered to...put on a bra. "Sorry Mom... guess I forgot again. You're not fooling anyone, by the way," she added, grinning broadly. "I saw what you were doing when I came in!" Her eyes danced with amusement. "Oh? And just what do you think you saw?" I asked, feeling my face flush with embarrassment. "I'm taking a bath, that's all." "Come on, Mom! You were. I guessed I could. I began to swallow.“As you drink from me, open to me fully. Trust me; share yourself completely. Trust me; open to what I offer you fully,” he said. He went on to himself, “Please be able to open to the web. This isn’t going to work, but if you can’t open there’s not a chance.”Of course I could open to him. I wove us together as I drank. I felt his care, his worry, his determination. I let loose my emptiness.He gritted his teeth. “Be careful what you ask for,” he. ." Sandy mewled, and she pressed her fingers deeper into the softly yielding mouths of their two openly wet pussies. She parted her lips in a questing breast kiss to show she did love her for the sacrifice she was making... and her wetly ovalled mouth moved across one firmly molded sphere almost unconsciously and sucked at the rippled bud of a hardening nipple, bringing it deep into her salivating mouth. Her tender young lips sucked it rhythmically as if seeking the milk it had once given her. Tell me what you like. Say it." Your... neck", I blurted, not having the confidence to say "tits" to her face."My neck?", she asked, a bit confused, "well, okay (she moved her hair to one side, revealing her neck) go on. Smell it. I want you to smell my neck."I leaned in until I was almost kissing her and inhaled her wondrous, floral scent deeply. My cock strained against my jeans. Without thinking, I gave her neck a lick. She pushed me against the wall. Standing a step higher than me, she.