She went around kissing everyone in the room. Bob had been sitting at the other table, listening to the others. She sat down beside him, after filling...his glass with ice tea, and getting one for herself.The meeting broke up, with Albert promising to go ahead and get his education. He hugged both of the men, and promised to try to use a little more "common sense." Carl looked at him, smiled, and quoted from an old, near forgotten phrase. "Common Sense isn't quite as common as it once was. It's. ." She moaned again, grabbing my head and holding it to her breast."Call me Grey." I said between nibbles.After a minute or so of adoring her nipple with my lips and tongue, she moaned, "You're making me wet and tingly, Grey."I smiled at her and replied, "Isn't that the point?" And what are you going to do about it?" she said, taking my hand and molding it to her lust-dampened panties.My fingers followed the contours of her panty-clad pussy, pressing the fabric into the cleft while my lips and. I gave her lips some vigourous tongue work, and finally licked her clit. She exploded! Her pussy just erupted onto my face and tee shirt. I tried to contain it and licked for all I was worth. She initially pulled my face into her moistness, almost drowning me. Then she pushed me away. I didn’t want to leave.But she pushed and pushed all the while closing her legs. I admitted defeat, and slid back into my seat.Anne kissed me, smelling her sister’s cum on my face. She licked me clean, obviously. In what she hoped would be taken as a gesture of appreciation, she slid over to him and rested her head against the top of his chest. He responded by putting an arm around her with his hand slowly moving along the length of her arm. Anita felt safe and secure sitting like this, and the movement of his hand left a soothing warmth on her skin.“Dad? You always said that we could talk openly and honestly about anything. Remember that?”, Anita softly inquired of her Dad . “Is that still true?”.Jim.