Lori giggled and grabbed my hair as I wondered who else has had this privilege lately! The thought, making my already rock hard cock throb as she pull...d my face deep into her cleavage!I was struggling for air when Lori released me, and I came up smiling with my eyes fixed on her tits. The top of her nipples were showing above the lace of her push up bra, and I thought I could see reddish hand marks around them like someone had been roughly groping her tits, but in the dim light of the stove. I had touched her hand…it was electric. I had touched a goddess, the goddess, the goddess of beauty, Venus de Milo pales in comparison. I was getting a hard on. ‘Please call me Maggie, I’m not old enough to be a Margaret, yet.’ She said. ‘Okay, Maggie.’ Phyllis came into the kitchen saying, ‘Sure, make sure that everyone knows that I am older than you. Yes, Johnnie, this is my BABY sister.’ We all laughed. Now that I saw them together, I could see the resemblance. Not that they looked like each. "Well, I have always been interested inpsychology and stuff like that, but from what I understand, apsychology or sociology degree is kind of a waste unless I plan totake them further than just a plain bachelors degree and honestly, Iam not sure if that is the route I want to go. Explore maybe, but nothingdefinite at this time."Charles was about speak, when Emma quickly interceded him, "Excuse me, Phillip, you are quite right that some get degrees in psychologybecause it is a "fun" subject to. The virgin bucked on the table. Her bowels rippled about me, sucking at my cock. I groaned, my face contorting from the bliss of her wicked flesh massaging me.I drew back as she gasped and whimpered. Her flesh swelled that aching tip at the pinnacle of my girl-dick. I groaned and then thrust forward again. I buried into her convulsing depths, loving the way her flesh massaged around my cock.“Oh, yes, yes, Aoi!” I gasped. “This is amazing. I'm going to... to... Cum!”My futa-jizz fired into her.