Thoughts raced in Sonia's mind; she was enjoying her feelings but was it right?"Ooohhhh...." she whimpered as Raju rolled his lips around her clitoris...and sucked. This was too much pleasure, a different kind, something that made her lose her senses. the pleasure unimaginable and too great to let go.Raju felt his mouth fill with pubic hair, his saliva mixing with her juices as he sucked her clitoris. He drank down the putrid mixture of juices, feeling a few strands of her pubic hair going down. I had no clue what was going on. It felt like someone put a magic spell on me. After some time, she came back all covered and sat on the breakfast table. By that time, I somehow managed to make an omelet for her and poured some orange juice.She then asked me, “Andy, what the hell you were doing in the kitchen? How the fuck you managed to enter my house?” I was really ashamed and shocked. I had no clue what so ever. I was just standing opposite of her keeping my face down. She said, “Andy speak. She smiled at me and kept looking at me as she rubbed herself to a gentle cum.Then it was my turn. I hitched up my nightie and started rubbing my pussy. Mum reached over and played with my nipples through my nightie. This made me so hot. I rubbed my pussy hard and came quickly.That was our routine for a few weeks, rubbing our own pussies while having our breasts and nipples touched by the other. One night though, I took it further. I took off my nightie and asked Mum to do the same. She. She was seated on his right facing Constance, at one end of the large dining table. She had been looking forward to striking up a conversation with Benjamin Schilling after seeing the seating arrangements, but she had not been able to get a word in since being seated. Constance, her magazine’s food writer and blogger, had been monopolizing the conversation all throughout cocktails and now dinner.David, who was seated next to Constance, but across from Mallory, smiled at her impatience and had.