It was stretched across her crotch and a little wet spot darkened the middle. I was getting more and more excited, my hard on straining the panties I ...ore. The aroma of wet vagina wafted to my nose, exciting me even more. I began to wonder if it could get any better. ‘Sniff and lick my panties, sissy. Make me happy that you are there. Make Momma glad she has a sissy slut to tend to her needs, panty boy.’ I used both hands to hold her legs just below her knees to steady myself as I put my face. We're in the same boat, Meg."We resumed kissing, our tongues twining together. I grabbed a handful of her small and pert breasts and squeezed. Her little nipples were rock hard against my palm. As I played with her nipples, tugging on them, pinching and rolling them between fore-finger and thumb, I was enjoying the sounds I was getting out of Meg. It was incredibly arousing to hear her reactions to my touches, and her soft moans as I played with her breasts. I kissed down her neck and chest,. "You are so gentle, sweet arbiter of my ardor. Your merest touch inflames in me a desire which I am too modest to speak." "Um," said Arram, again. "Please, oh heavenly lord, if you would not have this poor girl die of longing for you, grant me but the smallest kiss on each of my fair breasts, so that I will know something of paradise while still an inhabitant of this meager earth." And then she threw her arms around his neck and pushed her bosom into his face with such enthusiasm that Arram. ’ ‘Oh yeah?’ said Lea with a snide. ‘She is just a friend but every time I call Mom your ‘just friend’ seems to be hanging nearby.’ ‘Rebecca just drops in to say ‘Hello’. And moreover, she is no match to Michael,’ said Ken, unable to understand where the conversation was going. ‘Have you seen the way Rebecca looks at you?’ asked Lea, hands on her hips. ‘As if she is starving and you are a juicy piece of meat,’ remarked Lea, unable to control the sting in her voice. ‘Lea …,’ said Ken, realizing.