.. paused for a moment... then plunged into the eye that dripped at the tip, swirling in that tiny opening, tasting him even stronger there as my fing...rs gently prized it open and he moaned again as I feasted.It was time. My mouth closed around his helmet, held him still for a moment as his hand clasped my head. Some guys... they’ll start moving your head for you, forcing you down, pulling you up. Michael’s good like that; he leaves me to find my own speed. Or maybe he trusts me to know. I love when you... give me more.Soft rhythmic moans begin to escape your lips and fill the room with a song of forbidden erotic passion. Shall we take this up a notch Shan’tel? I’d love having your ass bent over the couch as I get on my knees and tongue-fuck and suck you from behind… yes, baby ass, all the way down to your clit.Picture me burying my face in between your legs, resting my face on your fat juicy pussy. Do you like that Shan’tel, the way I force my wet tongue in and out of your. "I don't know why?" I lied realizing that what she tasted was mom's fragrance."If you're done with homework let's go downstairs and cuddle in front of a movie," I asked. She put on some slippers and offered her arm to me."You might have made a pretty nice boyfriend. Too bad that you're mine now!" she said with a grin."Oh I am? Mom might have a say in that ... she doesn't approve in us even kissing much less anything else." Well," my darling sister said, "We will see about that won't we?"We. As the tour continued, they talked and visited with the others on the bus. At the first stop, everyone left the bus and walked down a wooden sidewalk across Marshland to a beautiful secluded beach. The tide was coming in so there wasn’t much time until the beach would be gobbled up. Everyone snapped pictures and gathered shells. They walked back the same board walk to the bus and continued the tour. Botany Bay was a working plantation. It had the remains of the original plantation but was still.