She liked Karen, maybe even loved her in a way, but that didn't lessen the feeling of loss. To Mandy, the glass was half empty and Karen was who had d...unk that half a glass.Bob was just a fucking wreck. His pinnacle count was pretty low too. Trudy ... and then Karen. But cumming in Mandy had been a mind blowing experience as well. And he knew it wasn't supposed to be.People think that families who fall into incestuous behavior are perverted, or twisted or mentally ill or something, but the. I brought my head down to her crotch and spread her legs wide with my hands. Seeing as the only light in the room was coming from the television, I had to go mainly on instincts and feel. I knew my way around the female anatomy pretty well; I did after all have a computer. I used my two index fingers to spread her pussy lips apart. I then proceeded to slide my tongue into her tight hole. The sensation of the first contact between my tongue and her pussy was nothing less than incredible. . I reached down and began to pull the fabric of her negligee up her leg.She put her hand on mine and told me that she hadn't showered yet from the day's work. I told her I didn't care and couldn't wait. I told her I could smell her scent and it was intoxicating. I had to have her now.I pushed her back and knelt on the carpet in front of her. I gently spread her legs apart, pushing the black silk up her legs. She resisted slightly and then seemed to relax back onto the couch. I began to kiss her. "My grad assistant's a nice guy, Phil. Why don't you ask him? He's got a good eye. You going to take your acrylics down with you?"Vixen nodded. "Last chance, Mr. Morris, a long weekend with me in your sleeping bag. How about it?" You are really antsy," he said with a laugh. "Hey Phil," he yelled toward the open office door, "come in here."The big young man came in and stood by Vixen's knees, aware of the warmth of her body. "Want you to meet one of my favorite students. Vixen, Phil. She's.