Grabbing his balls and holding his scrotum she manipulated them licking down over the ball sack. She found she was in no hurry. Hated herself on some ...evel for enjoying the whoring. But this time she had no trouble getting the head in her mouth. She started her motion jacking him off with her right hand and moving just the head in and out of her mouth.His hands in her hair. Pushing and pulling her head roughly and rapidly. Using her. She felt her vagina flood.Suddenly with a popping sound he. Anya was waiting, dressed in her short denim mini-skirt and loose blouse. "I fancy ravioli," she said with a smile. "Romy assured me we could have a decent wine with it, too." Sounds good," I agreed. "I hadn't really thought about it." I hesitated, and we both stood there for a minute or so. "You look good," I said.She dipped in what might almost have been a curtsy. "Why, thank you, kind sir." She turned away and headed for the kitchen and replicator.It wasn't quite a silent meal, as we talked. She read the label, Strawberry Flavored Sex Lubricant. Not really wanting to taste it she just took off the cap and squeezed some into the palm of her hand, she then spread the slippery fluid over the vibrator.She returned the vibrator to her pussy and ran it again over her clit enjoying, despite herself, the slippery feeling. Turning it on Susan gasped again at the intense feelings, but was able to handle them better this time. Taking her time she continued moving it back and forth, side to. She tried to drag me to her room, but I declined, saying I had business to do with her mom."You know your daughter is coming on to me," I said to Layla in the piano room."That is okay," she said nonchalantly. "Go along with her." What?" I said in shock, my tongue must be hanging out. "What if she..." Wanted sex? Give it to her, but keep her cherry," she said.I did not speak for several seconds, not being able to believe my ears."You can't be serious," I said finally. "She is a minor, isn't she?.