Pressing her legs even further apart so I could reach the outside of her lips with my tongue, and saw her pink clit under it's hood. I could hear the ...ounds of pleasure she was emitting and felt her lean back to offer her pussy to me. Now with my tongue between the top of her thigh and mound I licked up and around it, down the other side before tasting her juices. Gently at first with just the tip of my tongue in the crevice I brought it up to just touch her clit with it. She was squirming. . A very exhausted and a very satisfied Manya lay in bed as her son went to sleep with his head on her boobs and one finger in her ass. The experience with Prem was more than satisfying, and she was certain Deen was watching the entire scene. Her saree was wet when she wore it and she couldn't help but suck his sperm out of it. It tasted wonderful, sweet even. She couldn't wait to read what he would write in his diary tonight. The events of the day bothered her less and less, and that it did. ’ ‘Of course you can, my dear,’ she said, ‘and I need you to do it for me. Don’t make me plead with you.’ When Mistress Rosa got up from the table, my gaze followed her. Her long black skirt, below the revealing blouse, was even tighter than mine, hobbling her ankles, as she minced out before me on needle heels. Although she liked to see me wear ‘restraint’ clothing, she never did so herself, and I caught Greta’s surprised look as we left the dining room too. That it was going to be a night of. Other than that, it was all supposed to be a surprise to me, and for once, Marilyn kept her mouth shut. Two days after Christmas, we got Big Bob to drive us over to the Oneida County Airport, where a G-II was waiting to whisk us away.By that time, the need to fly away for a Mommy-Daddy vacation to make a new little Buckman had vanished. The incredibly potent combination of Buckman spermatozoa and Lefleur ovum had done its usual magic and Marilyn had caught in late October. Marilyn had insisted.