Undoubtedly. Begging her tohurt me. Just when I was on the edge of tolerance she eased off andreleased them. Then she bent her head and I felt her ...iss me on theinside of my left thigh. Her tongue traced a trail over my thigh tomy pussy. I closed my eyes and sighed as she explored me with herstrong tongue. I love being eaten and it was so different – softerand gentler in some ways and stronger, more insistent in others. Softcheeks and pursed lips, a knowing tongue. No beard burn. . Maybe he's even her main man, after you. He does pay her bills. She never talks about her relationships, but we're not quite as stupid and oblivious as she thinks we are. Look, our step-sister is a real doll when not covered head to toe in auto grease, but face it ... like it or not, she's a slut and sometimes isn't real choosy about who she spreads her legs for. Your Camaro is pure cherry now, you've had it back already for a few months so why are you still hanging around here? Give up on the. Anita opened her eyes wide and I told her to wait there.I made a quick call and two minutes later the doorbell rang.I opened the door and there was our sensual neighbor Sarah.She was a fine slutty lady in her late fifties. She was a widow; but she was still in good shape and condition. I have fucked her a couple times and she had told me she wanted to have sex with my wife, since she was also a bisexual babe.I let Sarah come in and introduced her to my wife.Our sensual neighbor stripped off in. She tasted wonderful, and I paused to savor it like a sip of good wine before licking her again. Becky moaned, her trembling hands holding my head, then she breathed, "Fuck, Mom... that's so... so..." Suddenly ravenous for her, I burrowed my face between Becky's thighs, cupped her bottom in my hands and took her cunt into my mouth, licking and sucking at her as if I wanted to draw her into me completely. I couldn't believe that this was real, that I was living out my most forbidden desire --.