Go ahead and try.” The two began to insert their tongues into each other’s pussies. Neither had done anything like this before, and both loved the...taste of the other’s juices. Lena watched from different angles as her own privates became damp. She began to gently play with herself as she watched her daughter and her daughter’s best friend lick each other clean. After a minute or so of licking, Lena took off her nightgown and put her face right above Chelsea’s causing her tits to press up. It reminded Tamsin of the time at school when an illustrated copy of the Kama Sutra had been passed around surreptitiously.The fat man said, "You may remove the abaya now and stand on the empty dais."As she did so a youngish pale-skinned Arab entered the room and Tamsin watched in amazement as the fat man fell to the floor and pressed his head to the floor.~Up, said the young man in Arabic and the fat man struggled to his feet.Turning to Tamsin he said, in perfect English, "You do not make. It was an office job so she had to dress professionally, which meant skirts and nice blouses or sweaters. Mom definitely had a hot body for this look. I enjoyed seeing her ass in tight skirts and sweaters that showed off her beautiful breasts. Her getting a job was a curse and blessing. The curse was mom was now in social environment and that brought her to the attention of other males. Mom spent the first few years mourning my dad and concentrating on us. She just never showed interest. .. funny.I almost started to cavil about that. I had a strong argument that the instructions I had received had specified pants, not shirt. And just as I opened my mouth, about to make myself look even "funnier" I realized that I was, perhaps, thinking a little too legalistically."I waited to take my shirt off because I wanted to unveil my massive, astonishing six pack, thereby driving the three of you wild with desire, and rendering you incapable of fending off my intended sexual advances." I.