And with that I kneeled down untied her petticoat’s knot, removed her petticoat, as she spread her thighs wide. I could see her juice drenched cunt,...engorged hardened stiff clitoris, her cunt juice oozing out onto her thighs. I licked, lapped her cunt juice, slurped up juice pressing my lips against her cunt slurping up, my hands pressing and squeezing her ass cheeks, like one squeezes and slurps up ripe mango fruit. The more I slurp, the more cunt juice oozing out of her cunt like a never. My God, watching her jiggle isincredible, Soapy thought. Nolancontinued ?I am so sorry to burden you with this?but it?s a terrible story.Phoebe had me just in such a bad state. Certainly, I had no boundaries andlimits, and Phoebe would come into the bathroom when I was washing andsometimes flick my penis with her long nails?but it was almost like we were motherand son. One night Ibegged Phoebe to at least let me masturbate in front of her, and she smiled,and pulled her snug sweater up over her. The houseis set off from a small road with large trees shielding it from view.The street has a number of houses similarly hidden from public view. Iguess the rich like their privacy.Gravel crunches under my feet as I get out of the car. Given the sizeof the house I half expect a butler and line of maids to meet us as wereach the front door."Can I show Chloe her room?" Tim asks his mother. I get the feelingLily is unsure but answers yes. Tim takes my hand and leads me up thestairs. His arms are. The silk was so fine it appeared almost transparent, and the effect was even more alluring than total nudity as she looked at her puckered nipples and the dark thatch of hair between her thighs. ‘Liam,’ she whispered, turning to face him with a sultry smile, ‘do you really want your wife to dress in such wanton undergarments?’ As she asked the question, she smoothed a hand slowly over her breast, noticing how his eyes followed her movements. The lustful glow in Liam’s eyes sent her pulse.