’ Mary walked over and sat beside Angela. Taking the large spoon that came with the oatmeal she scooped up a serving. Angela leaned forward and allo...ed Mary to put it in her mouth. ‘God, What is that crap?’ ‘It’s oatmeal Miss Angela. Then Mary corrected herself. ‘I mean Angela. I’m sorry, but if I use any formal title you’ll be punished.’ Angela listened and pretended to be sympathetic, ‘Come on let’s get this eaten.’ For the next few minutes Mary scooped oatmeal out of the bowl and put it in. ..." You've invited me to follow you to your home, into your car, inside your garage" I justified, "and my fingers are deep in your juicy, wanton cunt!"There was that word again and she responded with a gasp."You're obviously not getting what you need" I continued, "or you would have not maintained eye contact with me in front of your family. You would not have anxiously invited me here. You would still have your panties on.That's when in seemed to sink-in.... much like my fingers were at the. He reached down and spread his cheeks as wide as he could, she buried her tongue in his ass, pushing it in as far as she could and flicking all around his bud. “God this feels so good”. The next guy stepped forward “I want to taste how good she is before you all ruin her” he said as he knelt down behind her and started licking her pussy. “Every time, every time, hurry up so we can bet back to fucking her”. He didn’t take long, pussy taste sweet he said “my ass taste sweet too” Mike shouted. But before I could answer Mel's question the waiter approached us to take our orders. When he noted down our choices I noticed that he was checking out my sister and when he turned to hurry off he gave me that "Man, you're lucky, dude!"-glance. I hardly noticed it while I was trying to formulate my reply."You know, sis. She's not that innocent." I let that sink in for a moment and glanced over to the spectacular riverside view out of the window. "I got to know her during my studies and she was.