After another moment, my girlfriend comprehended that there wasn’t any movements or sounds at all, other than what we were creating inside our energ... bubble.When her facial expression relaxed some, I said, “We’re isolated at the moment like we were in our home room the other day. So you can move and find a t-shirt to wear. Then, I’ll end our little isolation time and we’ll have to deal with my mom and your helping me with this gashed forehead. Are you okay with that?”She let out a loud sigh of. She turned round to wash her back and Richard was amazed at her double-jointedness as she covered every part of it in sensuous strokes.When she got to her bottom she again caressed it, her hands moving in wide circles. Suddenly, she pulled her cheeks aside and delved into the crack between them, moving her two middle fingers up and down it and then focussing on her rosebud which she circled before plunging a forefinger in up to her first knuckle.Richard winced. He knew from experience how the. "She licked the head of my dick, her ass in the air. Amy stepped over to the dresser and retrieved the red dildo. It was an average size, but life like."And you got mad at me for using this?" she said, brandishing the dildo but immediately rubbing the head of it around her mother's pussy. Susan squirmed but paused from sucking my dick to sigh contentedly as Amy slowly slid it into her."You might want to know something about that dildo, and why I got so mad at you," Susan said, still slowly. "Feeling old, Daniel?"I didn't answer. Emily pulled my head to her and kissed me on the lips."Is that what's bothering you?"I shook my head, but I couldn't find words to answer her."I love you, Daniel." She hugged me tight. "I loved that guy in the picture, too. I shiver when I remember how he took me that afternoon, and I still love him."She kissed me again."And if looking at that picture turns you into a tiger, pal, I'm all for it."Emily's giggles turned into hiccups. I was pissed. This.