. I'm going to. . . spend. . . in your mouth. . . !"I saw her head quickly nod a sanction which after all was perhaps superfluous after our recent mee...ing. My mouth returned to Mme. de Valencay's cunt, my tongue resumed its voluptuous occupation with an ardour now unfettered by my efforts to retard my pleasure! Then came the ecstatic crisis! In my paroxysms of rapturous pleasure, my hands closed on my cousin's head, stopping the movements of her mouth! - I thrust my prick wildly down her. Steve’s mouth descended onto hers and she tasted herself on his lips and tongue, hers duelling with his as she gathered the juices back into her body. Steve lay alongside her and she felt his cock against her thigh. Reaching out her hand, she started to stroke the shaft into full hardness, before dipping her head and running the tip against her pursed lips. Squeezing his cock firmly, Gill cupped his balls in her other hand, feeling them tight and hot against her skin, her fingers gently. I wasn't disappointed over, or even surprised by, Clara's mom's reaction to my wanting to see Clara. My parents had hoped and believed that uprooting Kate would solve all of her problems. From her last letter, that wasn't working as well as they had hoped it would. Kate had to want to change before she ever would. Clara did too. I wasn't going to stop my feelings for either of them. If they changed, I'd welcome it, but my loving them wasn't something that I could turn on and off like a faucet.. She felt Josh’s hands exploring her breasts and her nipples harden. It was than she felt Kevin between her legs, getting ready to go down on her. Clara’s husband never minded getting a blow job from her, but only went down on her a few times. She always thought because she liked it he didn’t do it. She was loving the feel of Kevin’s tongue running up and down her lips. He would hit her clit from time to time which made her squirm. Josh and her were making out like teenagers with him fondling.