"Well, I have an interesting opportunity to kill two birds with one stone," Michelle said. "You see, I read through your whole diary. It's almost full... and as I said, the reading is very interesting. The thing that strikes me the most luv, is that the underlying themes are quite repetitive and strong. This isn't a 'Dear Diary, I wish I could shag David Beckham'. This is something that deeply affects you, a really intense, deep-seated fantasy."Michelle paused to take another sip, while Amy held. Angie knew, because she'd checked earlier, that Poppywas wearing a delicate black lace bra and panty set underneath too.Poppy cleared away the tea tray without a word but before she could turnto leave, Angie smiled at her. Poppy returned the smile shyly beforelooking submissively down."Are you happy, Poppy?" Angie asked. She hadn't called him Peter forweeks and he was now completely used to answering to "Poppy."She thought for a second before answering, "Yes, Dr Swift. Is there areason I. Leaning her back on the settee, I let my mouth explore the geography of her breasts and tummy, kissing, licking and biting my way down to her clit, where I softly blew air over it and watch her shiver before letting my tongue tickle ever so gently….My hand slipped between her legs and two fingers stroked the lengthy of her slit, slipping easily in the wet warmth, teasing her from her ass to her clit as my mouth covered her mound and my tongue teased her toward release. She responded by wrapping. "Me, too, Mommy! I really want to try it with a woman sometime. That really looks so sexy. Oh! Mommy! Look at this!" Linda withdrew her hand from her mom's ass cheek to grab another magazine off the rack. This one had no plastic wrapping on itMrs. Cochran replaced the magazine she had been looking at and snuggled up behind her daughter. My already throbbing cock just about burst through my pants when I saw Mrs. Cochran place her hand on her daughter's ass and press her tits against her back to.