After minutes, I rose to my feet, and helped her sit up, her eyes still closed. Tilting her head to one side, and lowering myself slightly, I brought ...he tip of my monstrously swollen penis to her lips. I was curious to see what she would do with it. Surprisingly, she began to lick the head in a circle, and after a while began to dip down with increasingly deep strokes to the base. She continued to moan during this, and squatting slightly, I managed to get my finger to her still wet clit to. Shout random numbers while someone is counting.At the end of a meeting, suggest that, for once, it would be nice to conclude with the singing of the national anthem.Walk into a very busy person’s office and while they watch you with growing irritation, turn the light switch on/off 10 times.For an hour, refer to everyone you speak to as ‘Bob.’Announce to everyone in a meeting that you “really have to go do number two”.After every sentence, say ‘mon’ in a really bad Jamacian accent. As in, “the. He wanted her to build the anticipation higher and higher. It was working she spread her thighs as wide now as she could get them. His face was now kissing the upper most tops of her inner thigh His cheek was touching her pussy now. She held his head tighter trying to move it over so his mouth was on her cunt not her thigh. But B remained where he wanted to be. He inhaled deeply, smelling her divine odor. He moves a little towards the center and quickly kiss her snatch directly in the center. Victoria had a friend named Michael.”“I remember you mentioning that name to Aunt Elaine,” I said.“Yeah, well, remember I was on my best behavior, but it was soon evident that Michael was a guy that kept testing one’s boundaries, you know?”My mother was much more talkative that night. Maybe it was the wine, or the girls fighting over me, or something Aunt Elaine said, or would do on arriving the following day. I never found out, but Mom’s tongue was loosened and she kept on going—kept on.