“Are we agreed?”“Oh! Anything… anything you say, Dad…” Becky panted, “Just make love with me!”“All in good time, sweetie, and I will...be taking my time with your hot little body.” Bill leaned down on his left elbow, bringing his face to her chest, and began kissing her breast, starting at the bottom, barely using his lips, running his mustache around her tender swells in wide, concentric circles, reducing diameter with every lap around her tit, both of them anticipating the moment his lips would. As usual, it had taken him barely an hour to deal with his workload. Then he managed to fill another twenty minutes or so with his first scan of the newspaper, just reading the articles that caught his eye. Still bored, he went through the paper again, this time reading everything he had skipped the first time. That was marginally more interesting than doing nothing. Finally, he had resorted to the business section, some of his colleagues read nothing else, but to Phillip five minutes of that. We served ourselves potatoes and salad, and she buttered some bread. I poured a bit of olive oil on a plate and added some of the cheese. I explained to Stephanie that was how Joyce had shown me to eat it and I let her have a bite of my bread. She liked it. I poured us each a half-glass of wine and we toasted.“To us, Stephanie. To two people who love each other unreservedly.”“To us, Steve. To two people who mean everything to each other.”We touched our glasses, drank, and then began eating our. “My turn to taste you now.” Penny said in a needy tone. She held off just long enough to give both of Yvette's perfectly formed breasts a deep, long suck. Then moved down towards Yvette's pussy. Yvette was breathing hard before she got close, already gasping. Penny ran her hands up Yvette's thighs, parting them to let her get to her sisters pussy. Slowly she lowered her head down between Yvette's thighs. To run her tongue along her, before burrowing into her. Pushing her tongue into.