She has to be a master at cock- sucking, Mavis thought, if the pleasure she gives a man will dominate his subconscious. Mavis raised on an elbow to st...dy her husband. Phil had been sucked off and he, obviously, had liked the lips of a woman--Miriam--lapped around his dong slavering and licking and sucking!"Christ!" Mavis whispered softly, "he still has lipstick all over his packer--and it's matted in his cock hair and smeared all over his belly and balls."You bastard! she swore softly, taking. And there was a quiet horniness about the man and boy who were about to make love to her, an ease and caring that showed in their movements. Lauralee watched the slow circles of their hands as they petted the girl's warm, silken body, seeing them take turns cupping the gorgeous little pussy they had so often shared before.Now Chris was lowering his head, his red tongue flicking over his daughter's pertly modelled tit, laving its saucy nipple. Then Robbie joined his father-in-law, his face only. Then he guided me away from his desk to an intimate little seating area in the corner of the room.I drank nearly half the glass of water and then I started to take a seat. He stopped me. “Don’t sit down yet, Rebecca.”He took the glass from me and placed it on a coaster on a nearby table. He sat down and made himself comfortable. He looked up at me and said, “Answer the question please.”It took me a moment to remember the question. I blushed again, remembering the vague, hard to define changes. It turned to a low rumble that seemed to make her whole pelvis quake. Her lips and tongue were still tingling from Becky's kiss, and her boob was begging for her friend's hand to come back. She had to make do with her own. Squeezing her little muffin with the pebble hard center, she watched her mother's fingers as they spread the luxurious bush between her wide open thighs. The shocking pinkness of the crease that was revealed made the girl leaning on the doorpost groan. She no longer had the.