She got on her knees and stretched forward, round rear in the air, then pivoted and stretched her arms up the wall, arching her back. She froze at th... touch of my fingers on her side. I knelt behind her, and caressed her with one hand, then the other, running them up her sides to her breasts, then down to her hips, then around again. Hands still stretched above her head, palms against the wall, she moved with my hands. I reached around and cupped and squeezed her right asscheeck as my left. I started licking my way around her ass and pussy. She was stiff with anticipation. Finally I ever-so-gently placed my tongue on her clit and, with some force, licked over the hood of her clit, over her cunt, and pud and right up to her asshole. God I love licking her sweet ass. She has the sweetest tasting ass on God's green earth. I licked furiously at her rosebud only stopping to spin her around so that I could spread her legs wide while laying her on the bed. I lifted her legs high and. Dad lived only for the ranch and he was about as fatherly as a fireplug. As far as he was concerned, raising children was the mother's job. Mom was bored out of her skull and spent a good deal of her energy trying to get into the hired hand's jeans when she thought Dad wasn't looking. It was a big joke among the men and I'm pretty sure Dad knew about it but just didn't give a damn. You might add vacuous to the list of Mom's characteristics.We weren't physically abused or anything. Well, at. After a bit she looked up and wiped her eyes with the sleeve of her blouse. She looked at me for a minute, quietly and then buried her face in my shoulder. With a muffled voice, she whispered, "Billy, I know you care for me! And the way you are with Catrina has been priceless for me. No, don't say anything yet!" I'm lonely," she whispered. "I want you, I want to be with you! Neither of us has said anything but I think God wants us to be together. You are the answer to my prayers for myself and.