My tongue flicked gently against hernipple as it hardened, pointing upwards. Back and forth my tongueflicked, swiping over it occasionally before flic...ing it again. I felther juices begin to flow once again between her wide spread legs. GentlyI continued to massage her clit and allowing my fingers to probe just theopening of her slit."Oh God yes", she moaned, "you know exactly what feels good", Donnawhispered. I moved my entire mouth over her nipple now and gently sucked,increasing the pressure. "Damn straight," said Charlie."Okay then," I said. "She and Timothy are confirmed on Santa's list."On the recommendation of Timothy's teacher, who was sworn to secrecy, it was determined that Timothy would enjoy a good set of artist's pencils, because he liked to draw and, according to the teacher, was good at it. Tanya, Charlie's wife, is a painter, so I asked her if she'd choose the right stuff. She got him a case that had a couple of hundred pencils in it, along with chalk and who knows what. ‘Its lube,’ I answered. ‘It’ll make it a little easier. I climbed back onto the bed and uncapped the lube, squirting a liberal amount into the palm of my hand. I then applied the slippery substance to my throbbing cock as I leaned over and gave Nicole’s ass some more lube of my own by giving her a long wet lick over her tight little hole. ‘Damon,’ she said as I was getting into position. ‘Maybe we shouldn’t be doing this. I have a boyfriend remember.’ ‘Don’t worry baby, you’ll like it.’ ‘Yeah,. Knowing her Grandmother's zest for life, she couldn't believe she was settling for a piece of rubber.No sooner had they cleared the dishes when the doorbell rang. Shirley said she'd get it, it must be Mrs. Silverstein. Sure enough it was.Golda Silverstein was about 5 years younger than Shirley. They had become friends about twenty years before when Shirley had first moved into this building. She had light blonde hair, dyed of course, and was on her second face lift. Sally had always found her a.