I started flicking my tongue across her clit, first up and down then side to side. Every time I made contact with her clit she flinched. The growling ...oans coming from her where enough to drive me crazy. I slide two fingers inside her and made a come hither motion, hitting her g-spot and making her cry out. " Fuck thats good! Don't stop baby..please dont stop." she was almost hyper ventilating. I reached down and started rubbing my own pussy to release the tension . I pulled out my fingers from. It really might help to tryto think of me as your dad's missing twin sister." So, what? Are you, like, schizo or something?" Uh, shrink wrapped labels can be more hindrance than help to theuninitiated. But let me see if this little bit might help. In thebeginning, your dad and I were one person, a whole, undifferentiatedchild who looked like an average little boy on the outside, but insidewas both boy and girl. As we grew, though, and learned not just how tospeak but what to say (and what not. He thought of these moments intently as he told Leslie to open her mouth wide and he forced his dick into the soft wet opening in her throat. He delivered another slap to her wet face and reached up grabbing hair at the crown of her head. Once again he jerked her head back in an awkward angle and started slapping her face with his hard dick. She stuck her tongue out as to be slapped with the magic wand. He reared back and slapped her again and jammed his dick in her mouth again hard.The make-up. ."I could see a rat clambering up a stalagmite, using it as a staircase to a better, finer place. "That would be pleasant..." I agreed sarcastically. "As a start..." A start? You frighten me, monsieur. What more do you want? Please? Do you want me to touch your ... thing? Is that the next step?"Christine was biting her lips, and in her head anticipating what she considered to be a loathsome, diabolical agreement. She accepted what she'd agreed to do it because she'd known that there was no.