“Put your tongue in my pussy and lick it.” I pressed my tongue into her pussy and licked everywhere inside. Her pussy also tasted like lavender b...t with a more salty aftertaste. I instinctually put both my hands up and spread her pussy so that my tongue could get further into her pussy. I licked her pussy like that for at least five minutes as she moaned and gyrated. Her moaning got pretty intense until she stopped me. “Ok, now another technique, even though that was great. I actually would. In a few seconds I realized, it was my mom and her best friend Mrs Kendall! Holy fuck! Looking at the folder again, it was labeled "Mandy's Memories". She had other things in here, articles, certificates, things she's written. And, these four pix of her and Sarah Kendall enjoying some seriously hot lesbian sex.So, I did what any respectful daughter would do. I tucked the pix away in my shirt and snuck them up to my room. That night, I was trying not to think about it, but I couldn't help my. He'd always hated to see her cry."Now look again! And I'll tell you what I see," he promises and she stares into the mirror, seeing an old lady looking tiredly back at her."Brush your hair," he commands gently, and she lifts the brush back to stroke from the roots to the ends, wondering what he's doing."I love your hair," he tells her softly. "I remember the first time I saw you I thought I'd never seen a more beautiful girl. Your hair was gleaming chestnut in the sunlight and it curled. Her hand jerked in reaction, causing a cloud of ash to form. ‘Oh, Pete, you gave me a fright.’ She coughed and tried to clear the cloud with a brush of her hand. ‘Barty should be hiring maids to do this.’ He said matter of factly. He bent down on one knee and started to take the small shovel from her hand. ‘No, you better let me. Or else Mrs. Barts will have my head.’ She cast him a look and took a firm hold of the shovel in case he objected. Their fingers brushed ever so slightly, but it.