I looked Emma straight in the eyes and I parted my pussy lips so she could see just how wet I was. “Ooh look at that Emma, go on give her a little l...ck!” Said Laura. Emma looked at Laura and then at me like she didn’t know what to do. She got on all fours though and crawled up to me until her face was level with my knees. I stuck an index finger out and Emma sucked on it. She had never even done something like that but she licked and sucked on my finger like it was a tiny cock. Laura I could. He figured he'd do anything he liked to her ass short of fucking it, and if she complained he could justify his actions as due to her vague comments. His fingers worked his way towards the center of her rear and within seconds he was sliding his index finger deep into her anus."Oooh!" She squealed in delight. But then she cried in apparent dismay. "Tiger, I'm your mother! If you respect and appreciate me, you'll do that more often!"He was confused about her mixed signals, to say the least. It. I wish I could remember my dreams, whoch produced something so delicious to touch. I'm around seven inches erect and today, it was soft to the touch on the surface but rock hard in the core.I slowly started stroking the underside with my middle finger, then gently carressed the knob, leaving only one thing to do.I started to recall an evening some years ago in a London tranny club called the Philbeach Hotel in Earl's Court, where Monday was the evening when gurls could dress and be themselves,. "Oh fuck, Robert!! I'm cuuumminngg!!" she screamed and shuddered in a powerful orgasm. Her juices spewed from her cunt to coat his face, mouth and tongue as he continued to tongue her throughout her orgasm. Betty bucked and writhed and twisted to try to escape his maddening tongue, but Robert followed her every move, his mouth and tongue still 'tormenting' her clit and pussy and she came again. She sat still, one leg dangling limply over the side of the sofa. Her breathing was labored and she.