“The wipe was so that you could fuck your stepmother’s sweet pussy next. She really wants it now, don’t you, dear?” Angelica declared, getting...a nod from Caroline.“Even more than usual. My sweet stepson needs comfort ... solace. He didn’t get closure, but at least I can console him. Isn’t that right, honey?” Caroline was even warmer and more ardent in her affections for me than she tended to be.Given how loving my stepmother already was, that was saying a lot. Her long, wavy brown hair, her. I flicked your clit with my tongue once, twice, and the third time I grabbed your thighs with both arms and buried my face in your pussy."AAUnnnnggghh," were the muffled sounds I heard as your legs gave way and your whole weight fell on me. I held onto you and kept licking like mad. I grabbed your clit with my lips and sucked it in my mouth and moved my tongue back and forth.That seemed to do it because your hips started going crazy. "This is great," I thought as I tightened my arms. You tasted. My breasts were so large that the sports bra just wasn'tproviding enough support and I needed a real bra for that. After acouple of tries, I found that I had to wear a 38D instead of the 36Cthat Mom had bought for me several months ago. Don't get me wrong, itwasn't that I didn't like the larger size of my tits, it's just that itwasn't practical not to have them supported. Without a bra, they hangdown almost to my elbows and it was kind of messy, like, as an example,to be working on preparing a. " Tiffany said softly. I nodded."Good! I expect today and tomorrow that you two will take full advantage of the program. I do want to remind you that if you don't complete the Program satisfactorily, you will have to repeat it later in the year." She closed the folder. "Oh really you two, smile. I'm not telling you to go do something unpleasant. I would think you'd enjoy the chance to have some honest, open, guilt-free sexual gratification."We faked a smile as the second bell rang. She.