She used to sneak him into her bed all the time, telling me that it made her sleep better. Do you remember that, Mike?"I nodded, "Yes, Mom, I remember... Sissy did that a lot. She did get me in trouble a lot when I was little."This night was not a problem, as Millie and I went to bed alone. Marita and Karen went to one bedroom, and Mom went to hers. Imagine that, I get to snuggle with my wife all alone.There was an ulterior motive. As soon as we were snuggled, Millie was demonstrating how much. It was driving me batty. I kicked my covers off and tried to let the cold calm down my nervous sweating body, but it didn’t help me at all.I finally got out of bed. I needed to shut my mind down. I put my robe and slippers on, and went down the creaky old stairs, doing my best to minimize the noise. I went to the liquor cabinet. Samantha was an amateur corn distiller, and made this rotgut corn whisky moonshine that tasted just like Fritos, actually. It was strong stuff, though.I poured myself a. There were parasols to keep the sun from burning our pale skins, padded recliner chairs and, to complete the idyllic moment, the Butler brought out some lemonade. The Master, who was fully dressed, bid me stand in front of him with my back to him, to spread my legs, and bend over on all fours. This I did, I hoped he was going to give me another orgasm and started to juice at the thought. He sat staring at my nether charms for a full five minutes, then gently reached forward and did as he had. “Karen’s” tits were not very big, maybe large A-cups almost B’s, her nipples were nearly an inch long and very sensitive. Every time I sucked on one of them, she would moan and her hips started gyrating. I moved down her body and slid her panties off. I ran my tongue all around her crotch, teasing her cock and balls. I had her roll onto her stomach with her cock pointing between her legs. I gently spread her asscheeks and teased her asshole with my tongue. I would run my tongue from just.