Then she hit on my head and I continued breathing, down her stomach,she asked me to blow in her navel and tongue it. I did it, then when I went to her...pussy, she was all in moans, I blew on her clit, couldnt help touching my tongue on her pussy lips, as they were so inviting, I planted a french kiss on her pussy.She was enjoying and moaning.Then went down to her inner thighs, but she pulled my head back to her pussy to blow there for some more time. While blowing there on her clit, she came. I ran across several photos of them in various locations and dressed in all kinds of outfits. I was shocked to find a photo of Lorene's entire bridesmaid party taken on the day of her ill-fated wedding to my mother's brother. They were dressing for the ceremony in what looked like a bedroom setting, and all eight of them were wearing only their bras, slips, garters, nylons and heels in the photo, and toasting something with champagne glasses raised. On the back, the caption read, "Taken by. . "I know it's here!" I whinedcutely. "I'm so sorry it's taking me this long." You know what miss, it's fine. I'll let you off with a warning." Hestated, trying to regain his professionalism. "You have a nice day."He scuttled away from the window quickly. Oh my god, he was actually sonervous about our interaction, he was taking himself out of thesituation!"Get those tabs up to date, or there will be trouble next time." Hestated as he began backing away."You promise?" I pushed."Uh... ye... yes. As I pulled up to the house it was clear that rule number one was being obeyed. No party in sight but there was a car in the drive way. I decided to park a little down the street and walk up, sure enough it was that little fuckers car. Walking on the side of the house I could see he was in the kitchen, I came up behind through the back door. “Hey asshole” he looked up at me stunned and wearing only boxers. “Get the fuck out of my house” I said low with a look of death in my face. He asked about.