I got the idea that if I so much as sneezed suddenly at that person, I would be dead before somebody had the chance to say 'god bless you'.The other p...rson was dressed in the uniform of an Army Major. She had a folder that she had a death grip on. She had a look on her face that was a mix of concerned worry and interested happiness.The escort spoke up. "Doctor LaCroy, this is Doctor Broc, United States Army Medical Services." Charmed." Likewise."The escort did not bother introducing her Army. I knocked on the door and waited. A few momentslater, Steven's younger sister Bobbie came to thedoor."Hi, Tommy," Bobbie greeted me.Bobbie was dressed in pants as usual. I don't thinkI've ever seen her in a dress. She's 11 years old anddefinitely a tomboy. She even insists on being calledBob instead of Bobbie." Hi, Bob," I said, "is Steve home?" No, he's gone with my dad on a fishing trip. Hewon't be back for a few days. Didn't he tell you?" You're right, he did. I forgot he was leavingtoday.". I pull away and raise my wet finger to my mouth, savoring the taste, and she looks at me quizzically. I back her up so she is sitting on my desk, I push her back, pull up my chair and sit down, tuck the hem of her skirt into the waistband, and kiss her pussy. She’s lying back, but up on her elbows as she watches me between her legs. As I lick her clit, she throws her head back and moans loudly. I start to think that noise might become a problem, so I lick her clit and slide my index finger into. “Ahhhh… Ohhhh… Lucille… Uhhh…”“Hmm… this pussy…”Lucille wasn’t a woman to go too slow while pleasing a fellow neighbor. She went all the way since the very first second, using her tongue as ‘flapping’ the clit and labia of Doralee. It was a nice and fast pace, enough to make the blonde to show her joy with pleasure squealing. As for the pussy eaten lady, her hands where busy squeezing her large breasts to help the pleasure factory to deliver more delight to that sunny day.“Ahhh! Eat my pussy!.