Erotic squishy sounds came from her cunt as I fingered it. Leaning forward, I licked her erect clit that protruded from her fleshy cunt lips. Her tang... musk filled my mouth as I licked up and down her pussy and around my fucking finger. Adding another finger, I heard her gasp as I had my index and middle fingers deep inside her hot velvet wetness. Adding a third finger, as I licked her clitoris flicking my tongue on it, Karen trembled and her cunt juice ran down my fingers and hand.Karen. Behind it all, the serious interest was growing. They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Jason's picture was worth a lot more than that.The fire was laid. The flash point was probably the report on the Today show, though it was hard to tell. Then, Aunt Francine did the interview for the Beacon—that's the local paper. It was picked up nationwide. Google searches for both Mom and Aunt Fran's names exploded. Who is Sheila Schwartz became the question of the day.Wednesday, 8:22. "No old bangers." Mr Price, would I do such a thing?" Po said, putting on an expression of mock outrage. "These are the finest blooms of my latest crop. Each has been sculpted by my surgeons into a walking work of art and trained to attend faithfully to your guests' every wish and desire." Lovely jubbly," Edgar said, rubbing his hands together. As good as DeVasquez was, he was looking forward to getting his hands on some fresh, nubile flesh. Tonight was going to be immense.Po was as good as his. I'm not all that hungry, but you must be." "Don't let him get you down, Ryan. It's not your fault. You said it yourself: Evan's an adult and this is his choice. There's no law that says he has to play professional basketball." She scoffed. "Only Jim Bancroft's law." "One that you—and Evan—are no longer subject to. Here, pick something." Ryan scanned the menu he handed her and opted for spring rolls and pad thai. Brody took that as a good sign, figuring otherwise she might not have chosen.