With the radio on, they didn't need to whisper, just talk quietly and close.She said, "I have thought about this a great deal, Bob. If we are to remai... a part of this crazy church of yours, I want my itches scratched. Eve's virgin days were numbered, and you know it. I was not about to sit back in silence the way those other idiots do while a daughter gets all the action. I'm sorry, but for us women, this shit sucks both ways. We get neglected, and we must allow our daughters to be sexually. .. but now I start sucking like my life depended on it. And in a way it does, as the ruthless bull is pornpimping my wife pics like they have never been pornpimped before. I know the pics will soon reach a critical point, where I can never get them all removed again. I suck and suck .. and lick .. and gag for him and for the webcam audience ... I finger his asshole and in the end I rim him greeadily ... sticking my tongue all the with up his ass. He likes that and finally I can feel his cock. Annette felt his hands on her cunt, her sensitive cunt lips sending delicious sensations to her brain. She could feel the wetness and knew that it was quite evident to the good doctor that she was excited. She could see his head hovering close above her moist pink fuck hole, and could feel his fingers moving, rubbing, and massaging the tender skin."Annette, this area seems to be a little bit puffy and reddened. There might be an infection of some sort. Have you felt any itching down there?". She laughed and he laughed too, a huge smile on his face. His hands joined around her lower back and she wiggled closer, enjoying the strange intimacy. She tried to keep from ending up pressed against him but when his left hand dropped to her arse and cupped a cheek, she put both hands on his chest.They danced until the music changed and they had another drink, danced some more, and then had a martini. A bass-heavy song came on and Phil turned her around. Liz was more than a little tipsy at.