"What do I get for allowing a slut like you to lick my pussy?" I'll tell you everything I know," whispered. "I'll do whatever you want me to do."She w...dened her legs further, displaying her luscious crotch, her panties tightly stretched up into her slit... her clean shaven mound swollen and intimidating. I responding obediently, moving to her succulence... her warm thighs radiating comfort to my cheeks.I plunged my tongue between her ripened, moist lips, dutifully serving her like a good. " So what happened?" he asked gently. Lani stared at her hands for a moment. It was a hard thing for her to tell people, not that there were many who needed to know. Dom, she decided, should be one of those people."My brother was a goalie, like I said," she began. He nodded and idly played with the ends of her hair. "I went to games when I could, but I was in college, too, and so sometimes his schedule clashed with mine. They were getting into the playoffs, but I was snowed under with work and. "Mia's jaw dropped open. Of all the things Mia had been expecting Carly to say, this wasn't one of them. She thought perhaps Carly was going to tell her something trivial such as a boy liked her, or that she had failed her last test, but not that her mother had come back. Mia wasn't quite sure how to react. Carly had been one of the few people Mia had talked with about her mother over the years because the subject was off limits at home.Carly went on to explain what else she had heard, "I guess. I think it turns you on. In fact, this is telling me so. she said as her hand continued to stroke at the erection forming down below. So tell me darling, did you have to see to yourself that night? Did you play with your cock as you imagined Wades young hands playing with my breasts? Yes. I groaned, a little surprised my wife had turned the tables on me somewhat. And did it excite you darling. Picturing his fingers pressing onto this top…over my firm breasts.? She took my hand and placed it.