I grab her from the back and slide her to the edge of the couch. I part her knees with my hands. IT is so beautiful. Jet black hair covers the gloriou... mound of flesh, slight pink peeking through the opening. I dive in.I run my tongue up the slit of skin, then using my hands, open her lips. I focus on each individual part with my tongue. I penetrate her with my tongue, a familiar musty, tangy, salty flavor erupts in my mouth. I love it.I alternate between tongue fucking her, to sucking on her. . Not as good as the main attack, but not bad for improvising. I'm using both hands so I can't go nuts like before, but it's a lot better than nothing.Yakuza: What the... He smashed that rock... with the oyabun!Sanosuke: That's still only three punches total. Not what I call fun.(He beckons them on with a single finger.)Yakuza: You think you can beat two hundred men?!(In the Higashidani house, Uki, finally quiet, has lain down.)Uki: Dad... (Outa covers her with a blanket. Then, strapped all. ”“Hey, I could be wrong. But tomorrow, we will know for sure. Then we will leave the Stockholm debacle behind us,” Grace said.“I’m going to need to appoint someone in the interim to replace her. I can’t just leave them without someone in charge,” Mac sighed.“You’ll figure it out. In the meantime, how about you let me relieve some stress for you?”Mac smiled weakly, “I wouldn’t argue with letting you try.”Minutes later, Mac was on his back on the bed, and Grace was licking his shaft and playing. Just as I got the button undone, I heard the jingle of keys as the door opened. I heard a crinkle of grocery bags as our mom came in. We hurriedly pushed every piece of clothing we could find under the couch as K grabbed a heavy blanket that somehow evaded the springtime purge. We distanced ourselves to what normal siblings would consider reasonable. We watched as she passed us entering the kitchen to put down the food. 
“I took off early to celebrate the start of summer with you guys, got some.