I loved the feel of her tongue in my hole but even more I loved the way she flicked her tongue across my tiny clit. My juices started flowing. Out of ...y pussy and into Mom's mouth. My mother knew how to make a woman cum. After a few minutes of tongue lashing each other we finally came. First me then Mom. Mom was able to swallow all my juices but hers dripped down across her asshole and onto the bed. There was a huge puddle of her juices on the bed. I asked, "Mom, how did you learn to. His ashes were scattered somewhere. No one else knows where, but me ... and Jill.“We ... continued the fling for a little while, but neither of us could really look at each other the same. We had killed a man, justifiably or not, and seeing each other reminded each of us of that fact. It was just ... too painful. Too much guilt. Too much fear. We broke up, mutually and tearfully, with one last night of making love, mostly in the form of me eating her out. It was our thing ... she ate me out at. I run my fingers along your lips feeling how wet they were. Was this from my fingers or the number of guys who kept manhandling you in order to get your perfect tits back into your dress. You had often told me how you fantasised about more than one man fucking you.I slipped a finger between your panties and your pussy, you just sighed some more and pushed your wet pussy up to meet my fingers.First one then two fingers easily slipped in, just the tips then up to the knuckles, your wet cunt was. ”“What do you mean almost?”“I had hoped that we’d be laying on your bed continuing were we left off, but this is just as good. Plus, we could still end up on your bed later?”“Of course we can, but for now I want you to enjoy yourself. Whatever feels right, I want you to do it’s your birthday after all.”“Yeah it is, and it’s already been a hell of a day, my girlfriend making love to me for the first time and then getting kicked out of the house and ending up hear with you, I mean what’s.