Emma takes it all into her mouth, swallowing as much as she can. He is speechless for several minutes.Then he pulls Emma up on the couch, kisses her ...ently and tells her she did a very good job. Hearing his praises is music to Emma’s ears.Donald hands her the diary and tells her that it is her turn to read again. As she begins, he falls between her thighs, spreads Emma’s legs and starts a slow process of kissing and licking her inner thighs as he heads closer and closer to her prize.Her. I leant in close, wondering if he'd respond once more or if he'd see sense and pull away. He responded, way better than I had imagined for this time when our lips met his tongue began probing suggestively, too and fro over my lips. Wanting more and sensing he did too, I willingly opened my mouth to allow his warm, slippery tongue to slip between my lips. I sucked gently on it at first, enjoying it's feel, allowing him to probe deeper, loving the sensation of its slippery texture as he explored. Thomas was breathing hard now, and she knew if she wasn’t able to do better on her next attempt, she was going to lose this game. “Mr. Stewart, when it’s my turn next, can you help me?” Abby asked in her sweetest voice.He looked at her, intrigued by the request. “How would you like me to help you sweetheart?” He asked with his eyes closed, feeling he was getting close.She leaned close to him pressing her chest into his arm as she said, “I can’t get your cock into my throat on my own. It. Even those low moans, gasps and grunts aroused me and I was masturbating when suddenly they stopped and the light was on. I saw mom on the bed. Her hair was completely messed and her red colored vermillion on the forehead has already disappeared smearing and making a red colored tinge on her face. All the flowers were gone. The flowers on the bed were black and lost their life and dead. She slowly got up holding the blanket to her bare boobs. But Kistappa got onto the bed and said –‘Where are.