"Lick it off!" she told Heather, and the girls cheered again.It all happened in slow motion in my head. Heather's body wilted as she lowered herself t... the foot of Amber. Heather's tongue slowly reached for Amber's foot, and then she began to lick."Lick! Lick! Lick!" the girls started screaming.I couldn't believe my eyes!This went on for minutes. Heather's little ass projecting upward and her tits reaching for the floor as she buried her face in the foot of Amber. It was mesmerizing!"Up!" Amber. There was a very long pause before Morgana spoke."Have you ever heard of the Nephilim?" she finally asked."Yes, legendary biblical characters part human part demon/angel supposedly," I replied."Not quite," Morgana said. "You're aware that some of the earliest writings that have been translated are supposedly the records of a verbal tradition going back to the earliest shamans and the Sidhe wars?" Without actually mentioning the Sidhe save as allegories and legends," I replied."Yes, but that's. You're not going to have to do a thing!"With that Anne reached for Stan's waistband. When Stan tried to help she slapped his hand and reminded him, "Remember, you don't have to do a thing!" She opened his fly, fished out his now rising penis and slowly, tantalisingly, lovingly started to stroke him with her right hand. She lowered her mouth to it and began to kiss up and down the sides of his penis, then she sensuously kissed up and down the underside of his organ.Next Anne licked him, starting. It was almost the same color as the hair on her head, only a shade darker. It was a neat triangle at the juncture of her legs. As he massaged it, her legs opened for him, revealing her tiny brownish lips. They were already moist, telling him that she was already waiting for his offering. Her mound wasn't as big as he had expected. It WAS as soft as anything else he had felt on her, though. It stuck out just enough to see that it was there, and, apparently, as sensitive as everything else on.