My mouth was inches from her pussy and I could smell that familiar scent of her juices that I had smelled from her panties. I VERY slowly pulled them ...own as I caressed her legs the entire time. I was soaking it all in. Now we were both completely naked. I looked up at her and she was squeezing her tits. Without getting up I pushed her down on the bed and spread her legs with my hands. I was gonna savor every second of this. I started licking up her legs. When I got to her pussy, I thought I. But I am.I sat up straight in bed. I touched Lane, thinking I was going to wake him up. I was wrong."You're awake too, darlin'?" Yeah. Lane ... I..." I bet I know. I know my Bailee. But go ahead. Tell me what's on your mind." Or in my heart." I sort of broke down. He's sitting beside me and I twist around and put my arms around him and it's like I just opened the floodgates because I have tears running down my cheeks and I'm shaking with sobs.And he's holding me, stroking my back so gently, his. The majority of the artifacts are stored in a vault, under the museum, because there is no place to display them. Over the years, because the vault doesn’t have a good enough HVAC system, the artifacts slowly decay.As usual, we start with the permanent exhibits. They are the smaller exhibits that make up the top floor and outskirts. These displays are changed at most every six months and then only minorly.No matter how small a group you bring to a museum like this, everybody wants to spend. It bulged and pulsed with her heartbeat. She was soaked completely through and as she pushed and twisted her hips her wet full cunt lips popped out from underneath her bathing suit, they clung with faint sticky lines to the seat beneath her. Her pussy quivering and throbbing at her son, her asshole catching sun rays as she pushed it forward, it presses against the fabric of her thong and Mark her son could make out the wrinkled texture as it imprinted on her bathing suit.Laura’s need to come.