She snaked her arms beneath my shoulders, got a grip on my hair, and clamped me down into the most amazing oral experience of my life.It was more than...a kiss. The way she used her lips ... God. I thought I was aggressive kisser, but she explored my tongue as if she were taking part of me into her. Little did I know. The whole time she was gyrating her hips on top of me, massaging me into painful hardness beneath her. I started humping back against her and then suddenly, I don't know how, my. “My dear, we were just trying to look after you! Oh! Do not distress yourself. Let me talk to Cavendish. Please” Marie put her arm around her daughter and the two older women continued to talk to the girl until she calmed herself.Later that day Marie caught him alone.“Cavendish, a word in private if you please”“Why, this must be important Marie, whatever can it be?”“Jesse”“Ah, I think I perceive the problem”“I think you should. You promised her ... something” someone was walking passed and she. I moved onto his lap and ran my hands down his cheeks. I leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his bruised eye and heard him draw in a breath. I moved my lips to his mouth and kissed him again, moving my tongue into his mouth.While my lips and tongue danced with his, my hands got busy unbuttoning the shirt he was wearing. I yanked it from his jeans and slide it over and off his shoulders. As my hands slid down his arms, I noticed that his muscles were very defined and toned. I drew away from him. Sure she learned how to handle three dicks in her body at once. Sure she had tried every single sex position there was. Was that the extent of her knowledge? Even now, if she had been able to keep a relationship with her children, if they came to her to get her advice, what could she advise them on? What life experiences did she have, what 'wisdom' had she gleaned from her life experience could she pass on to them, to make them better in their lives? Could she teach her daughter how to suck a.