She seemed to read my mind and spoke softly to me, “I am glad that you can feel your son’s gift and I look forward to yours. It is rare and specia... for me to have this opportunity.” The thank-you set off my gift-giving and she squealed and said some things in her own language.Angela later told me that Mo had thanked her for the opportunity to pray with a mother and daughter in such close succession and leave his gifts in each. My response was that I thought we should do a four-person session. Both of you taste just perfect. No troubles now. How does she taste Mrs. Smith?" I said. "Very nice. Little more sweeter than me. Shelly how is it?" said her step Mom. "Mmmmm... very nice. Let me taste yours again Mom." said Shelly. She leaned up to cup her Mom big left breast. She shot some warm milk in her mouth. "I can taste the difference. My is a little sweeter. Taste good from the tap." Shelly giggled. God these two were making my head spin. They both tasted each other breast milk in. Then I started again with her breasts and started licking them slowly I moved downwards and thenI opened up her vagina with my finger and put my tongue on the clit and suddenly she jumped up and screamed….. aaaahhhhhhhh and she put her legs around my shoulders. I started licking her clit and inserting my tongue in her love hole. With every touch of my tongue she would tighten the grip of her legs on my shoulder and her hands would hold me by my hairs more tightly. Suddenly she started releasing. "I was floored. My Mom is curling my hair, she just called me her littlegirl and just gave me permission to smoke... and I love it all!I had never smoked but had wondered what it was like for about two yearsnow. I trembled as I reached for the white and gold pack of long,feminine looking cigarettes. I flipped back the top and pulled one out. Iheld it near the end of my fingers like I had seen Mommy do all my life.I reached for the pink lighter that was sitting next to the pack andashtray. Like.