Feeling very good (she wasn't sure she'd be able to since for the first time in 3 years she'd be waking up without her children's morning rituals) she...began taking long swipes herself at the pussy she knew was right under her own mouth; she had to admit that Esther Lewis had a very exquisite and beyond robust taste that just made her entire body tingle; she'd tasted many brands of cunt juice in the last few years, but this juice, this juice was beyond awesome. Molly could have stayed drinking. Feigning sleep he rolled over and waited for a moment. There was instant silence."Okay, he was just shifting, continue," whispered Margo.The wet sounds began again. Harry opened his right eye just a little.Through the slit he saw Carol, stretched out on her back, chained, ankles and wrists, to bed posts. Margo was lying atop her, in what could be a sixty-nine position except that Margo was showing no interest in pleasuring her captive, only in continuing to grind her cunt into Carol's mouth and. It was the first time he had touched her pussy, and surprisingly he was able to turn her on, though she hated herself for getting wet. Her eyes began to wander up to the ceiling as Derrick whispered in her ear again. "Here's another one." She fit three more grapes – the biggest Derrick could find, it seemed like – into her pussy. Then, he just continued to rub her pussy. Finally, as the night was drawing to a close, Derrick got up to leave. Penelope breathed. . you're all wet here!" I couldn't respond -- but then, at that instant, my lips were incapable of shaping words. I could only gape at my child in disbelief. Then Becky drew her hand away, except for one finger that she slowly, oh God so slowly trailed down the length of my slit. I saw the raw lust written on my daughter's face, clear as day. Trembling from head to toe, I whispered "H-h-honey..." She pushed two fingers inside my vagina, penetrating me with a single smooth stroke. I came.