. I would hafta say that he makes me feel calm and safe when he does that. Like when mama dis'peared I was very sad and scared. Daddy had me talk it o...t at him, and then when I was done, he gave me a big hug and several patpats onna rump. At that moment, when I felt his strong paw tenderly caressing my bottom, I felt a overwhelming sense of peace, an I knew then that mama was going to be found safely an everything was going ta work out inna end." Yes," Koney said, "That is called a love pat. No. We went up to her room and began folding clothes and still drinking. I just picked up the last shirt when she came up with another awkward question. “Is your sister a lesbian”. I told her “no, she is pregnant now”.She smiled and then said “you know I’ve had sex with your sister” it all suddenly fell in place, I’m in her room talking about sex getting drunk, we must of been on our 2nd bottle because we was pouring it down our throats. I stood up and said in my biggest power voice “I AM NOT A. Some Celine Dion shit. But in between songs, a much more interesting sound came to be. Moans. Loud moans that were hardly being muffled. Why are the moans so loud, I wondered? I'm sure they had had sex many times without my hearing, so why tonight? I made my way down the darkened hallway and noticed a faint, vertical light strip illuminating the floor. The door was slightly ajar. No wonder I could hear every slap. Every moan. Every gasp. Curiosity got the best of me as I peeked my head into the. ‘Oh my god, please touch me,’ she begs. His hands move to her pussy lips and he spreads them wide, exposing her clit and wet hole. He dips his tongue into her, tasting her for the first time. He pulls his tongue away and she gasps. She strains back against the chair and the bindings, straining to put her pussy back in contact with his tongue. He moves his tongue back in contact with her clit, swirling it in small circles. Back to her dripping hole and then to her tight little ass. Back and.