In his heart he knows that it’s doubtful he and Suzanne have any future together and if he’s to have any normal life going on he’ll have to find...the beginning here in England. The story, Art, Part Two, has thirteen chapters and I’ll be posting them roughly one a day. Hopefully there aren’t any problems with Literotica. *************************************** Suzanne and I argued last night about the need to hire a nanny, and she said, ‘We’re in England. If I left a young child alone in a. Ceren loved sex and she enjoyed the pleasure that two virile and well endowed brothers could give her. Abdul even spent the night with her on the eve of her wedding and when they came back off honeymoon they quickly resumed their couplings together. Ten years on and they still get together every now and again, although Bajram and Ceren regularly meet with other couples. Anyway, I knew even before he asked that we would be joining in with them. Abdul had slipped his hand up my skirt and was. Then I scooped up a handful of the come running out of her ass and brought it to her face. It was a mixture of her shit and the come of a dozen men, luke warm, drying, and sticky, enough to fill the palm of my hand. I held the pool of scum to her mouth and whispered into her ear, "Lick it up Slut"Amanda cleaned my hand of the come, slowly and painfully licking it into her mouth like a cat would lick up a bowl of milk. It took a long time until the come puddle was gone. When the palm of my hand. Her juices were wet on his fact. His tongue lashed at her clit, harder and harder with each whipping stroke."Ohhh, shiiittt," the schoolgirl moaned.Loni lifted her little ass up from the car seat. Her hips rose and her pussy met her father's mouth and his probing tongue. Her daddy always drove her wild with his lips and tongue on her cunt, and again and again she pound her wet cunt against his mouth.Van's cock was so hard now that it hurt. Another, more selfish, man would have fucked the girl.