Mom's moaning had increased both in volume and regularity. Her hands were on my head, pressing my face into her more than ample bosom. I heard her dis...ppointed groan when I reluctantly took my mouth from her tit and licked my way down to her belly button, so I replaced my lips with my other hand.I traced the tip of my tongue around the edges of her navel several times before I plunged it as deep into it as I could, twisting my oral digit this way and that way as Mom's moans got even louder. She. It also looked like her shirt was hiked up a little shorter than it had been but maybe I was mistaken. She flopped down on the edge of the sofa directly in front of me, muttering something about being tired. She slumped back against the cushion and I watched as her skirt rode up higher.Every few minutes, she would ask me a question about the long drive down, then giggle after my answer. But what quickly caught my attention was the gradual spreading of her knees. Five minutes passed, then ten. My dad is your boss, want me to show you where your bunk is?’ Because John was in a foul mood, he had some unresolved personal issues, he just wasn’t a very nice person, and he didn’t like being around the all-seeing blue gaze of the girl, he lashed out at her for reasons he wasn’t entirely certain of. ‘I don’t need some scraped up, useless girl giving me directions.’ And he walked towards the woods. If John and bothered to look back, he would have seen surprise and hurt in Victoria’s eyes as. She took it, went through the crowd to the large double-door leading out to the terrace, and stopped to take a large sip. The milk left a white stain on her upper lip, she licked it off with her tongue. Slowly, and without hiding it behind her hand or a napkin, which would have been appropriate. Some guests noticed and looked at her in disgust. The woman did not care. Her eyes were scanning the terrace.She spotted a glimpse of dark grey cloth, moved a little out onto the terrace, and then she.