I did a little do-it-yourself, I took some string and tied it around thehead of the vibe. I then threaded the ends through the handle of the finalclip...and tied it tight, so any vibration would be fed directly through theclamp. "Legs apart," I beamed. She shook her head nervously at me, and whimperednoisily. Taking care to ensure that I knocked the labia clamps as much as I could,I rubbed her clitoris until it had had enough attention paid to it. I stoppedthe rubbing, and I looked to her legs. Apparently, Julie had not been able to do the same for her aunt. The dark-hairedwoman threw her head back, her eyes closed, and her forehead furrowed as if inpain. The girl quickly got to her knees and turned completely around on the bed sothat she could lie down full length against the woman's body, her clit against heraunt's. Julie mounted Aunt Dee like a man, getting in between her spread-openthighs and starting to fuck her as if she were a man. Aunt Dee raised her full thighsand rubbed. Josee watched her mother lick it away.“You like my cunt juice, mommy?” she asked in a throaty voice, feeling excitement building inside her body. Pam made no verbal answer, but she plunged her finger into her mouth, stabbing it in and out as though it were a cock. Josee spread her legs very wide, scooting her ass to the very edge of the couch, letting her asscheeks hang over. She twisted her hips, watching her mother. Pam’s gaze moved to her daughter’s exposed cunt. She rested one hand halfway. Outside?" was all she said as I directed her towards the Stanley Hackney parked at the kerbside.The swift acceleration of the Stanley as we pulled away pressed us both back into the padded leather seating. Nicola, demure behind her veil and with the harsh steel of her cuffs pressing on her wrists through her gloves, sat surprisingly calmly. The Hackney was warm; a benefit of the steamers is in the recirculation of source of their motive power diverted into the vehicle's heating system, a.