By now, I was so turned on that my legs were trembling.Without missing a beat, he opened his mouth, wrappedhis tongue around my cock and *gulped* me i...to hismouth. I was completely unprepared for how hard he wassucking, and for the sandpapery texture of his tongue. I was both excited beyond belief, and disgusted thatthis animal had my cock in his mouth and was trying tofeed from me. It was a moot point, though, because hisgrip on my cock was so hard that I couldn’t have pulledout from him. I sent my reply.“You look incredible.”“Thank you x,” she sent before going offline.Minutes later he’d obviously arrived at the hotel because I received a picture from him of her lying on the bed in the hotel room, blindfolded with one hand on her pussy and the other gripping the sheets. I was already running late to meet my friends, but when I saw that picture I couldn’t help but lie down on my bed and touch my wet cunt, alternating between rubbing back and forth across my clit and pushing two. "There's the number three again. You were the third child. That means you're perfect, I suppose." No, three can mean perfection or completion. In my case, it was completion." We both laughed."Mom was almost 40 when I was born. My sister is Katherine and she lives in Nashville. Her husband Bob Witman is a music producer. They have beautiful twins, Allie and Traci, who are now in college. One goes to Vanderbilt and one to Tennessee. Since they're identical, they decided to split up. I think they. Tell me when you first shaved." A girlfriend suggested it. I told her how itchy I was down there and I hadn't even touched a boy yet. She said it was less sweaty and felt really good. Well, I didn't know whether it was less sweaty and it certainly didn't calm the itch, but it did feel good and Daddy's razor got quite a workout over the years." If only he'd known." Um, that was part of the turn on too." What was?" Well, knowing he'd used it on his face. Knowing he'd use it again and again... it.