My tongue had her nipples rock hard as I kept working on them. I eased her thong to one side and started the pleasurable touches on her pussy and clit... She grabbed me tightly and suddenly yelled at me to keep going. I felt the orgasmic juices run over my fingers and hand while my mouth moved lower and lower. Still working her pussy my mouth sort out her clit which was standing proud of her hood between her juicy lips.I let my fingers penetrate her while I sucked onto her clit. She was fucking. When she and her baby daughter Kylie hadmoved in next door several months ago I'd been instantly attracted toher and pleased, perhaps indecently so, to discover she was a widow.She'd been distant up to now, but I'd understood. Given how young Kyliewas I figured Carol had to still be mourning the loss of her husband. Afew hours ago she'd surprised me by calling out of the blue andinviting me over tonight for drinks. Bethany's doubts to the contrarythat could mean only one thing.Carol met me at. ” I grabbed his cock and gently sucked on the nob for a minute. Then I tapped him on his arse and said, “Come up here, you little pussy sucker.” I had never really kissed Tas, nor he me. It had always been the polite greeting type of kiss we always gave each other. It was time to give him a big kiss; a thank you for my orgasms. Tas came up and lay on top of me, bastard's cock was getting harder by the minute. I could feel it from my pussy along my stomach to my tits, thinking, ‘Fuck his a. There was no wondering involved, except how something I'd buried so deep had managed to come clawing to the surface.Because Kristi was my little sister. I was her protector, not her corrupter. I was four years older than her, so I'd always had that distant role.Dad split so early I barely remembered him. Growing up, he was always punctual with his monthly checks, but I've never seen him since. We never got even close to a stepfather. I was twelve when I realized Kristi had maybe not quite a.