My mom’s vagina, her hot pussy. It was already moist and awaiting my arraival. Her pussy was beautiful with no hair and less smelly. I kissed it as ...oon I finished admiring it. I put my lips on it, kissed all over her pussy, slowly played with my tongue. Made the already wet region even more wet. Inserted the tip of my tongue first. She held her breath and held my hair. Slowly inch by inch I inserted my tongue. The taste was heavenly. She was so damn horny but I wanted to enjoy this inch by. As she was dragging out her pleasurable torture I told her to then suck on her finger and clean off any juices as though her Master had just offered her his stiff hard cock to swallow. She smiled and responded "Yes Sir" before slipping her finger down her throat. I watched her work her magic tongue up, over, around and down her finger. She was making my cock want to burst out of my pants with her talents. Once her luscious lips and tongue were finished with her finger she asked what I would. Greaveringham? ... no.”. She posted the letters into the appropriate slots, then ran her finger down the array of names ... stopping at one with a confident smile.“Cranforth, Cranmer, Creasey ... CRAWFORD! ... Flat no .9 ... that’s the name for our invitations, isn’t it?” Crawford nodded his bowed head, quivering on knowing there was no escaping further shame now, and was marched unceremoniously up the stairs. Beryl’s cunt tingled with sweet anticipation as she put the key to the door, and. After I pulled into Kilworth Baptist’s parking lot, little Ms. Jessie ran out from under the church’s awning to come greet her sister and me. “Hey! You guys made it!” she squealed as she stood at the back of my car.“Was there ever a doubt, Jess-Jess?” I laughed as she stepped around to me when it became clear to her that I was going to open the door for her sister.“I’m glad you and Sister made it. Hey, Lynny!”“Hey, yourself, Short-stuff,” Lynette said as she gave her sister a little hug. “Have.