Almost trance like, her lips parted allowing Mr Jones’s tongue to explore her mouth. She could feel hot breath between her legs. A warm wet tongue b...ushed the tops of her legs, and the found her wetness. Hot wet lips encased her mound and the soft motion of tongue on her clitoris hood was exquisite. She opened her legs and arched her back allowing a dirty old man greater access to her cunt. She wasn’t sure if it was her or the room had actually gone quieter as she was being so expertly eaten. .we can hang out for a while, get some beers," called out Shelly.When Jill came back she had six beers and put them down on the coffee table and handed us one each and sat on one end of the couch and pulled out a small doobie. I was in the middle and Shelly was leaning on my opposite shoulder, rubbing my arm."I brought us each two to save time," explained Jill. She lit up the doobie and took a long drag and passed the Duchy to the left hand side. We all took a toke and a few swigs off of the. She’d only been married about a year and was finally getting to where she enjoyed sex but never initiated it.When she learned about it in school her biggest question was how she ever got conceived since the subject seem to be taboo at home. Her mother was overly religious and overly protective. Thank God her five-year-older husband had hidden his limited experience from her parents so somebody knew how to make the wedding night anything but a disaster.It took a while to show her naked body to. Jean wanted to crawl into a hole as her son and daughter looked at her. Then as if in a dream she walked out of the room and to her bedroom where she curled up into a ball and started to cry.Several hours later she heard a soft knock on her door. She looked at the door and could not move. Then the door cracked open and Cindy's face looked into the room."Mom, would you like to talk?" Cindy asked softly. Jean just motioned her to come in."I've destroyed my family!" Jean groaned."Mom it is not.