My tongue sought her clit which was standing out pink in the smooth olive skin. I flicked her clit and her hips jerked hard. She rose up pushing her w...manhood deeper into my face. I ran my lips over her swollen lips tasting her juice that was seeping out. My tongue slid between her lips and she was moaning into Maria’s pussy. She kept pushing against my face with a slow rolling motion that we see on the model runway. Her taste and smell were intoxicating and I was biting her clit and her outer. I’m not going to tell her to leave. She wants to be friends with you. She actually has as much right to be here as you do Carly. It’s my house and I want her to stay. In fact she is welcome here any time she wants. I won’t have you bad mouthing her.(I could feel my stomach cramp at my heightened anxiety as Tahlia forced me to press send).Carly: No way this isn’t fair it’s my house tooCarly: rolls eyes I wonder if Dad will think the same.Robin: Honey Tahlia was just a bit put out that you were. “What did you expect it to be?” I ask puzzled. “I'm not sure, just a bit smaller though,” she comments as she starts stroking my cock.I just stand there, watching her play with my dick, enjoying the view. Without warning she pops the tip into her mouth and I damn near came then. She softly worked her tongue around the head, keeping a hand on the shaft softly jerking. She then takes her hand off and starts to slowly go deeper down on it. She gets a few inches down the pulls off to catch her. She wanted to get Evan’s attention. She sweetly held Evan’s hand in the pew. Standing close to him when they shared the hymnal to sing and recite passages together she was happy to be with him. The sermon was from Romans – advice on relationships and love matters. When the priest repeated the scripture about ‘it is better to marry than burn’ she knew exactly what was meant by the author. She had a strong passion but she knew it needed to be channeled and contained. Evan was confused. Linda was.