I’m holding on to you feeling your back and shoulders, caressing with my hands, your muscles moving as you ram me with your cock. Then from one moan...to the other it happens… we explode, we scream, you push as deep as you can go as my inner muscles clam around your throbbing cock and milk you out. We become one, one body throbbing in pleasure, riding our climax as wave after wave of shocks run through our bodies. We are taken to that place where our minds and souls meet, no boundaries, just us. " Well you are copying a master," Janet gasped as Cindy sucked her clit into her mouth and ran her tongue around it. "But I think you're enjoying this too." Yeah I am," Cindy admitted reluctantly, "something about the taste of your juices and Steve's cum turns me on like you wouldn't believe." Oh I'd believe it," Janet said with a knowing smile as her sister continued to eat her pussy.Cindy wasn't lying about the taste of Janet and Steve's cum and how it affected her, the combination of juices. "Have you decided?" I think so. Have you?"Rachel was working on a big question, too: exactly what to do if, as we hoped, we remained in Sydney. Her options were all academic: do a fourth year at Sydney; do a programme elsewhere that wasn't a doctorate (curating, preservation or something like that), or apply to a doctoral programme somewhere – most likely UNSW or Sydney."Yes," she responded. "If we remain in Sydney, I'm goint to look at UNSW. Either the Master of Curating and Cultural. When we watched television I would sit next to her, and because I was taller than her, I would stare down at her breasts. She had the most amazing breasts I had ever seen; they were like a pornstar’s breasts, but bigger and softer. She had good-sized nipples that would show through her dress. When she sat on the sofa she would move around a lot, which meant that her dress that was already half way up her thigh would go even higher.At first I would simply watch my mother from all angles and them.