Nineteen year old Wesley probably wouldn't have said it if he had been a little less exhausted and a little more conscious of what he was saying, but ...ne side of his mouth quirked upwards and he told his sister, "It looks like Mom doesn't trust us to keep our hands to ourselves." It was a pretty lame for a joke and under normal circumstances it would have hardly earned so much as a smile from the rest of them. At this point though everyone else was just as weary as him and everyone started. It could not go fast enough, she realized. Even its strength was inadequate next to its want. There was still hot blood on its breath. She loved the smell. Her fingers clawed at the furry hide of the rug again. Oh God! Leona cried, a strangled sound, and the Beast growled under its breath, and then it was spurting and filling her up. It was a surprisingly potent sensation. It released its grip at the same time and she fell, panting in a heap. Her hips and rear stayed arched in the air so that. Considering my next move, I thought to Hell with it. I could haul down these panties like she’s done to me when this started, but since I was willing and she was certainly waiting, why bother with such a delay? Giving her a nod and a wink, I reached and instead pulled her panties to the side of her nicely tanned behind, revealing her indeed wet and shaved-looking pussy, and even the feeling of cool air on her lower lips was enough to make her release a low moan. ‘Alright love, let’s see how. I thought about her in her bikini, pulling the strings that were tied around her, holding the fabric to her body. My cock was throbbing at this point. Then the images were shattered as I felt her tongue on the top of my cock. She was licking off the precum that was oozing out. From there, she removed the covers, then put her lips around my cock. "HEY!! WHOA!! Where'd you learn this? I asked being very surprised. "From Barry." She replied. "He taught me this before I started wearing a training.