"Oh."He put the tip of his finger in the cheese, put it on my bottom lip, and kissed it off. He sang softly. "Your love, is better than ice cream." Hi... voice was slow, full, deep. "It's better than anything else that I've tried. Your love, is better than chocolate." He pried out a chunk of chocolate cookie with his finger and fed it to me. "Everyone here knows how to cry."I laughed. I didn't know that was the next lyric."I aim to please," he said. "Now tell me what was bothering you." You'll. I couldn't believe this was happening.I felt my balls tighten up as I prepared to explode inside her. A couple more strokes took me over the edge and sent us to a world of ecstasy; I lost myself in the feel of my own orgasm and Morgan’s tight and incredibly hot pussy milking me dry.She groaned into my neck and scratched my back. I kept pulling back out of her and quickly pushing my way back in, her pussy contracting to cock. I began fucking this beautiful sixteen-year-old girl, my own sister. “Get in there.” I mashed my face into his crotch, sliding my cheek along his cock as I buried myself once more. I licked at the fabric, running my tongue up and down his thick hardness. With a whimper that surprised me I pulled the shorts down, freeing him. Before he could urge me again, I moved in, but ignored his cock completely. First his balls got my attention. I cleaned them and washed them gently, then nuzzled into the crease at the top of his legs, swirling my tongue around until he. ’ Vivienne glanced at Sarah. ‘Where’s Cliff?’ Sarah smiled into her eyes. ‘He’s on his way from work. He groused about having to take the buses from his job to The Court this evening, but that’s just his way. He’ll be all right once we’ve settled in.’ ‘All your things from Southshore arrived yesterday, and I’ll help you unpack if you like.’ ‘Okay. That would be nice.’ She gave Vivienne’s hand a spontaneous squeeze. They went up the stoop beside the screened front porch and into the house,.