“W-wait! I ... I can’t...”“Yes, you can!” Adam said, raising his voice. “We’re gonna make you come again. And again. And again.”Sarah ...himpered. She knew they were right, of course. Once she was in this state of arousal, it didn’t take much to push her over the edge once more. And this toy was amazing! She’d never felt anything like it.Olaf was sweating with excitement now, his eyes fixed on Sarah. Following her every movement, analyzing the exact level of her excitement, edging her on. He was. Standing up front-on, though, is no position for cunnilingus, and she responded gratefully as I pushed her back and she sat on the bed. She lowered her upper body into a comfortable state of repose and parted her thighs to invite me in. Now that she was aware of my desire for her, and presuming I at least liked her enough to lick her vagina, she held my head like a welcome visitor and stroked me as I feasted on the bed of her feminine creek.“Lift your legs,” I breathed, half expecting her not. I frowned in my confusion and whispered, “Are you okay?” She relented and shrugged apologetically and directed my eyes to where she had been looking. Suddenly it made some sense. Lisa was on all fours picking up the kids scattered playthings with her back to us, seemingly oblivious to the fact that at that angle her tiny denim skirt was covering nothing at all. Not only that, but she had skimpy translucent G-string knickers on that left nothing to the imagination. Everything was so clear that. To my astonishment ... swept her up in an enormous hug. Anya looked stunned, but after a few moments returned the embrace. When Mum broke the clinch, she didn't let go, but stepped back holding Anya's shoulders at arm's length."My dear, you are very welcome here." Mum then turned to look at me. "Don't look so shocked, dear. We've been following the news, and you're a celebrity. We know, or can guess, what Anya's done for you. Not to mention being the first lady you've brought home. It's about.