We were never so close & private before. There was pin drop silence we didn’t speak at all, were kind of nervous. My heartbeats were growing and the...adrenaline rushing all over my body. I jumped towards her n started kissing madly. Even she was kissing me madly. We had kissed before but never so freely. Our tongues were rushing into each other’s mouth. Our saliva was mixing. I just wanted to drink all her saliva it tasted so sweet, biting her lips. We were going crazy & wanted it all.Now I had. I placed a kiss on her inner thigh, keeping eye contact with her, her eyes closed, I stuck my tongue out, and licked some of the juices from her thigh. Mom sighed in response. I shifted forward, placing two fingers on either side of the folds of skin covering her vagina. I looked up at Ben, his eyes were transfixed on what I was doing. I turned my gaze back to mom. Pulling her labia apart, a sticky ribbon of her cum finally parting as her labia opened, giving me a full view of what lies. Aunt Shari made shit stuffed pancakes and sliced the firm shit in small bites to go in shit-meatloaf. The rest of shit was lightly drizzled with olive oil and butter along with some honey and fried lightly with coating of egg. The brunch of shit stuffed pancakes with delicious honey butter fried shit logs was simply out of this world.We had Harpers' cocktail. The conversation flowed as if we were one big family. Men were steel hard and us girls were wet and soon we were fucked in all manner. It would have been a comical sight in any other circumstances; the man struggling out of his jeans as his cock bounced up and down in front of him; but Michele was starting to realise what was going to happen next as the man moved forward and his erection approached her face. She could smell her musk on his manhood from when he had fucked her arse and she saw a bead of clear pre-seminal fluid form at the eye of his glans. Michele could not really understand the warning he issued but when he.