I could see very little after that, except his head moving between her legs. I idly thought of the number of times I've watched pussy-eating in porno ...ilms. They are always staged in some elaborate pose to show off as much of her cunt and his tongue as possible. It never looked comfortable to me, and I remember a friend of mine once remarking, "If you can see what's going on, then it ain't eatin' pussy!"Well, this obvious WAS "eatin' pussy," as Leonard's head worked up and down between his. "No half I do, so hubby left has he, good, leaving these two beauties alone. I pulled out a small stack of bound letters and handed then to her."Here's a sample of what I've got, Mrs Warren," I said, "I've got about one hundred all together." With shaking fingers she took the first letter out and started to read."Who's it from mum?" her daughter asked."It from me, love," she replies, "something I wrote years ago, before I met your dad. Oh my, have you read this?" she asked me, looking very. Pullik." I said it in a totally flat tone of voice."It's not up to a little shit like you to correct me. If you were my kid, I'd slap the smart-mouthed hell right out of you."I felt Mary grab my arm. "I've been nothing but respectful to you." I knew it was Ursus's influence that allowed me to keep a perfectly even tone during our whole exchange. Since waking up from my long nap, I had rapidly learned the value of staying calm when those in a dispute with me became upset. I was now learning that. ”He moaned a little louder when she ground his nipple in-between her teeth and flicked her tongue over the little bud that she had trapped in-between them. Then, Mark moaned quite loudly as she slowly but firmly raked her fingernails from his pubic bone up to his sternum, leaving four faint-pink lines across his skin. She repeated the process and this time he arched his back, his body moving like a wave underneath her fingers. It was like playing Chopin, she thought.She momentarily pulled up.