“Why do you think, Roger?”He shrugged. “I wonder. I mean, I love it. I love you.” Sandrine smiled. She knew the difference between love and in...atuation, between love and lust. Roger was still learning, but he was a quick study and she wanted to show him new marvels without causing him undue pain when the time came to say farewell. She knew that time was not as far away as he perhaps thought.“Let me count the ways, Roger,” said Sandrine, unknowingly foreshadowing language from poetry that would. She bucked her hips into my face, and I nearly blacked out."GOD, OH GOD, I think I'm going to cum!!" She yelled freely.Thank heavens she didn't cum right away. I was enjoying this vivid meal of my mom's secret center. I slobbered all over her and I sucked in her wide outer lips and out again like a demon. I sucked her clitoris in without realizing what it was and she screamed!"JULES!! THAT'S IT! THAT'S IT!! Mommy is going to cum!!!"Mother started humping my face like a mad woman. "Fuck mommy's. The females just accept what we are doing with indifference. It is frowned upon if any should abuse them, though.” Then after a short pause, “Possibly because abusing them would result in the female not being available when a male wanted her.”“You just used them?” the Clan Queen almost snarled as Jeff felt her body tense.“Easy, Baby. As I said, he isn’t the bad guy here. Well ... mostly. He was the one who broke from tradition and rewarded the two he had begun to like.”“There are going to be. At this time Glenda was totally exposed and without concern to the rest of the club patrons. To my surprise I watched as Glenda reached out and fondled the waitress’ tits and told her she was so turned on that she wanted to experience something wild. The waitress told Glenda to give her a minute, saying that she would be right back and almost wraith-like she reappeared and told us that since it was quiet, her boss said she could leave early. Standing slowly, Glenda grabbed her jacket, but.