Different than a hard cock deep in her throat. It was a change of pace, an erotic, intensely exciting change of pace.And Janey... so syrupy! Janey's c...nt tasted like sweet, fresh honey to Laura. As much as Laura loved sucking on her son's cock, the taste of his thick, creamy come juice in her mouth, she found she enjoyed the succulent heat of Janey's pussy just as much.Just as Laura expected, Janey knocked at the door about fifteen minutes after Mike had left."Why do you always wait for my son. She was fourteen and she wore a 32C bra and overfilled it; despite the weight of her dugs, which were the size of grapefruit I guess, real handfuls, she did not need it, really didn't need it.Not only did the girls envy her, so did the female teachers. Her nipples were small, just candy kisses, but when I got through with them, both were jutting upward, big as fingertips, supersensitive I'm sure and hard as wood, quivering. I've actually made my sister climax with my diligent attention to her. I would speculate that an effort had been made by your parents, and in turn that would suggest they were willingly breaking the First Law."I was certain the question was presented to distract me from making my request. The Council probably knew I wanted a copy, and either didn't want me to have it or had some rule against sharing it with anyone other than the top leaders."I was not raised by my biological parents. I was adopted when very young." This could lead to the chance to find out who. Depending on where in the kitchen she was standing, I could make out the details of Helen’s shapely body. Her dark nipples were almost visible. She’d overestimated her capabilities when she tried returning a plate to one of the top shelves in the cabinet. There she was, on tiptoe, the plate not quite in and not quite out. I practically pinned her against the counter as I sprang to her aid. A strange thing happened after the plate was in its place. Neither one of us moved, and within five.