.hmmmm... looking up at you to see your reaction!! I can feel your warm, excited breath on my clit...teasing me..you start to kiss along my pubic bone... making your way with your lips back to my clit, your tongue expertly starts to lick it, finding the sensitive spot..over & over.....then gently flicking it from side to side..hmmm..feels soooo good...your tongue then ventures down to my pussy..teasing in & out...taking in my juices. Meanwhile Cindy is continuing to play with my boobs...pinching. She bucked on the bed and clapped a hand over her head to scream her orgasm into her hand. Just like she would when I shared a room with her last year. Missy would start masturbating the moment she thought I was asleep and clap her hand over her mouth to muffle her groans. It didn't work half as well as she thought it did. I was always too embarrassed to talk to her about it, though. I, at least, had the decency to masturbate in the shower or when she wasn't home. I brought up my dripping hand. Upon reaching the far end of the stage, Amy rose to her feet and turned her back on the crowd once more before reaching around, unclasping her black lace bra and removing it. She gave a coy glance back over her right shoulder before rotating to face the crowd with her arms crossed over her breasts, her fingertips tucked teasingly under each armpit. Slowly she withdrew each arm until the just palms of her hands were all that remained to cover herself. And with that, she slid both slowly. He tried to hire Sam too, but she wanted to stay home and take care of babies.That holiday break was nothing like the Thanksgiving visit had been. Bob and Randy worked each day. The women did what women have done for thousands of years, chatting, taking care of children, and holding down the fort.It was during one of these chats that Mallory mentioned she must be coming down with something, because she’d begun to wake up feeling nauseous, with no appetite. She had suffered no morning sickness.