I kissed her softly and returned to her mother’s bedroom and the waiting arms of Ellen and Pilar. As I entered Ellen’s bedroom the two girls were ...pooning…with Ellen behind Pilar and the large pink dildo protruding from between Pilar’s legs. Both were looking at me in a way I can only describe as the way a hungry cat looks at a mouse…trying to decide if they were gonna play with me before they ate me… or not? Frankly, I figured there were worse ways to die so I jumped into bed beside Pilar. Several times, though, when she moved or shifted on the couch while reading, my eyes were drawn to those legs. And once, when she got up and went to a cupboard, she had bent over to reach something without bending her knees, and the hem of the nightshirt pulled up enough that I caught a brief glimpse of blonde pussy. I was a little shocked at that, though now that I thought of it my ex-wife often didn't wear panties under her nightshirt either. I quickly turned my eyes away. The last thing I. " I part my legs for him, even bending a knee and letting him hike my dress up. The fact is, I've never had kinky encounters, and this one had my mind and body running hot and wild, leaning down I watch him as his teeth and lips wrap around the small bow on my bright red panties, the ones that match my heels, as I can't do anything, my hands are tied. " Please..." I beg. he gives in and starts to lick slowly over my folds, sucking my clit softly as I forget about the meeting entirely, " the. Swallow every last drop..."Shuddering with aftershocks of his own orgasm, he happily complied; the cum sliding easily down his throat in to his stomach. He swept his mouth with his tongue to get it all off and sucked it all down. He opened his mouth to show it was clean though he could still smell the potent aroma of his service to her."Next time, maybe I'll cum on your breasts and let you lap it all up?" she mused. He flushed in embarrassment while grinning big."It's getting late," she finally.