She turned and looked into his, eyes without hesitation, as if she'd known all along that he was there. He saw her standing there fifty feet away and ...uddenly felt her presence right before him, even as he saw her yards in the distance, down to the scent of her breath. Sweetish, a smell he could not quite identify. She looked into his eyes, fifty feet away and right before him and for a split second he was struck with visions: Paris as seen from one thousand feet, a dark alley and a dead body,. We were both out of control with lust. All of my inhibitions had long since disappeared and she was insatiable. She wanted to experience every sensation she could. I turned over on my back again. Now it was her turn to be overcome with lust. My pussy was so fucking wet it dripped with desire. I spread my legs and she stared at the center of my being in complete awe. My lips were parted and swollen with arousal. My clit was already peeking from its hood. I was so wet she could see my. ....." At this she seductively wiggled her breasts and pussy. "I think it is the least they can do." "Oh," said Helen, starting to see where this was going but not sure if she should act on it. Clare delivered the killer line. "From what I could see," and she gestured towards her mother's pussy, "You enjoyed my charms rather a lot." I did," confessed Helen with a smile. "So you want me to lick your pussy then?" Helen had finally got it, but was feeling unsure. Watching each other masturbate was. "Dennis just put his head back and looked at the ceiling, groaning. "No homo." Again, chuckles, softer this time.Bryan put the length in his mouth, tasting seminal fluid. Stephanie was mesmerized. She stood up and pulled off her panties and skirt. She sat back on the coffee table, her bare ass on the hard wood.. She rubbed her pussy as she enjoyed the show.Bryan didn't know if he should be disgusted or thankful. He was somewhere in between.This went on for a few minutes, his gag reflex kicking.