"Brian," she tenderly smiled. "Kiss me like that again."When their moistly parted lips met this time, Dee gently sucked his tongue into her own hot ju...cy mouth. Within seconds, they were passionately trading spit, their sensuously entwined tongues slithering back and forth in each other's mouth.Brian thought there was something shocking about what they were doing, but it was one of the most exciting sensations he'd ever experienced. Clinging tightly to each other, they continued sucking. She plunged her tiny tongue as deep into me as she could, her nose grinding into my pubic hair. I tangled my fingers in her hair and tried to force her deeper, grinding my pussy into her face.After grinding on her for a few minutes I pulled her head up so that her tongue landed on my clit. She rolled her tongue against it as I started bucking my hips, both hands now gripping the back of her head. As she sucked my clit out from under its hood and between her lips, I had my first orgasm, soaking. We have a very large scrapbook of me in steamy poses from fully clothed to butt-naked. That book has been hidden in the basement for years.I must admit that I have been able to maintain my figure. I may not be quite as firm as I was, but I am still a size three.Recently, my older son, James, invited his friend Richard to spend the night. He is living with an aunt and uncle who are his legal guardians. Richard is a little older than James, and is originally from Jamaica. It seemed a little. He loved my breasts and told me that my nipples were like little puffed fruits he could spend days devouring. That was one of the things I loved about him, his passion for my body. Alicia looked at me with her trademark neutrality. She looked over at Matt and I could see her mind considering him. Matt wasn’t her cup of tea and I knew that. Matt was skinny, white, feminine in appearance, a little nerdy, and alternative. Matt was perfect for me but for Alicia – not so much. Matt kissed me. He.