" Control yourself, young lady. We're all going over together, let me get my pie."Susan and I started to laugh at this remark."What are you two, SIX y...ars old? OK, let's go—the Swanson's should love my pie, don't you think?"The chuckling was a little less obvious, but this time she deserved it, due to the fact that she has a sort of evil-looking grin on her face.We knocked on the door, Katherine opened it and said, "Hello—you must be Mrs. Mitchell, hi kids ... come on in. Oh, that pie looks so. Scott made a fist around it, pumping it up and down very deliberately while he watched us watching him. From my vantage point I could clearly see a pearl of precum seep from the tip of his cock, rolling down his fingers as he stroked. I smacked my cock on Paula's backside as we continued to watch Scott grow and twitch with excitement. "Lover," Paula said, "do you want me first, or is it somebody else's turn?" She followed this question with a playful giggle. I didn't answer, maybe because my. . how could you do this to me?" Stop it, Sis. Don't panic! I invited him for ten o'clock in the morning, when you would be cooking. You'll be gliding and fluttering around pans and spices like an acrobatic fairy, like you always do, clouded by an irresistible smell of the yummiest..."I started giggling at once.My brother always knew how to tame me, "You bragged about me?" That's all it is about, yeah," he laughed heartily, and then his tone got more serious, "I am really proud of you, Wendy!"I. Her pussy lips opened with her arousal and spreading legs. She’s clearly very aroused. Drops of her excitement form on her inner lips and my tongue flicks out to capture them. Interesting. Pleasant. Erotic.I feel her breath on my own pussy and I moan as her tongue again begins lapping at me. I grab her hips and press my mouth to her pussy. My lips over her hole I move my tongue through her lips and press it into her hole. I hear her groan and sigh. It is a sound that encourages me. I don’t know.