If I was gonna die they were gonna die. I crawled as best I could downhill knowing that was the direction they’d be coming from.It took them almost ...wo hours before they came into view. They were walking, trying to be quiet. It wasn’t working. These boys had never spent much time in the woods. If things worked out right they’d never get the chance to improve.They came by me not twenty feet away, one about a foot in front of the other. I gave them as much chance as they gave me, opening up with. Her moans were coming with more enthusiasm. I slid my other thumb into her pussy and was finger banging her hard with an opposing rhythm. She was gaining on her climax like a runaway freight train. I resumed nibbling on her clitty and kept up with the thumb job. She went stiff as a board, then let out a whimper. It seemed like forever for her to her to catch her breathe. I repositioned myself up beside her and hugged her tight then kissed down her neck. Once she had come down she said thanks. I. There I was, blind, untouched, unable to taste them, yet I could feel every caress, every nibble, every kiss. I heard their bodies shift. I could only imagine what was happening, and I’m sure my fantasy was wrong. However, I recognized the unmistakable sound of one, possibly two pussies being invaded. I sensed the suckling, the tonguing of a clitoris. I felt the moans muffled by labia. I saw in my mind how at least one goddess was alternating between licking, suckling, and fingering the. "Laura came over and put her head on my chest saying, "You know how to shut your mouth when you shouldn't be talking. I don't exactly know what Dad is talking about, but you did something with Mom that I don't understand because I wasn't there, but it looks like it really helped her."I caressed Laura and said, "Looks like it did and it taught me to love you both."My session with Rita Davis, my mother-in-law (only seven years older than I but still a mother-in-law), was sublime that night. We.