Between her smoothly muscled thighs was a small open alcove shaped and sized perfectly for the palm of my hand. I cupped her warm mound, which greeted...me with a sliver of slippery moisture along the middle of my palm. She shifted her legs again, allowing me a little more room to slide a tantalizing finger along the slick edges of her firmly rimmed slit. She leaned into me and lifted a nipple to my lips and whispered, "Suck my tittie, hon."I kissed, licked, and then she sighed pleasurably as a. I opened my eyes and there he was." She looked intently at Mom and then Dad. "Bobby talked me back here. Because I loved Bobby so much, and because he was hurting so much ... I came out of the coma."Mom leaned against Dad. Her eyes were glistening. Dad's nose and throat were all itchy again, based on all the coughing and rubbing he did.Heather rushed the last part."I told him he was wrong ... that I didn't hate him. I told him how I felt about him and somehow we kissed and it was so wonderful. I trembled against her, my dick throbbing as it was trapped between our bodies. What was happening? I didn't know her. She hadn't even seen my futa-dick. Unless she noticed my bulge.But she was kissing me. She felt so soft and silky in my arms. Did I... Did I exude something that drove woman crazy? Some sort of pheromones or something? My blood screamed through my veins as her hands seized my rump. Her fingers bit at my flesh as she pulled me back to her car, pinning herself against it as she. I already was herbitch.I watched, spellbound, as she brought the glass of red wine into myline of sight. The moment the first drop of crimson hit her cock, Idarted forward and kissed it off. "Hmm, I liked that," Barbi moaned. Werepeated the drop-kiss again, before she told me, "Back off for amoment and let the wine flow."It seemed like an eternity of waiting, but she stopped with half aglass remaining and commanded me to lick her cock clean. She didn'tneed to tell me twice. I started at the.