The effect had been an efficient, clean generally soothing space. This space was more than a house to her, it was her home, though what would happen t... this home tomorrow had yet to be answered to her satisfaction. But now was not the time to ponder on that. Her mind groused at the thought of any kind of mental workout before it had been allowed it’s coffee. Her morning routine consisted of making her coffee, A rich Ethiopian blend that smelled of chocolate and earth, with cream and three. Many nights I had to clamp my hand across her mouth as she announced her climax to the neighbors, her parents, anyone that was sleeping close by. She never seemed to be able to keep control when she came. It’s a trait I found particularly sexy. She tried to speak but it only came out in gasps and broken syllables. I knew she was peaked. All I had to do was hang on and not let her go. Her clit was very sensitive, I knew at this point it was burning so I slid lower so my tongue slid along the. With her curiosity over her husband’s visitor running amuck, she had never made it to the closet to store her boyfriend-toy away. Still standing in front of the clothes washer, she picked up her toy from the top of the drier and turned it on. When she placed it at the top of her clitoris, she started having orgasms immediately. Two, three, four, the waves of pleasure kept coming over her. When she finally opened her eyes and looked around, she found herself nearly sitting on the floor and her. I licked most of it up but I guess I didn't get it all," I said as I pointed to the damp spot in my hair."Yeah, the old girl really cums a lot when she gets off. You seem like you liked it better this time?" I did ... I did like it better. I ... I'm glad I can make Aunt Claire feel good too. She's been very nice to me since I've been here." That's good, Kid. I'm glad you feel that way. It'll do you good to have your aunt on your side."We drove in silence for a little while and then I needed to.