"It's okay if you have," I assured her. "Was he good?" Still not speaking, she answered with another nod of her head. "Does he like fucking married wo...en?" I asked. "Yes," she answered, finally allowing herself to vocalize her confession. "Horny housewives like you?" I said, running my tongue the length of her slit. She nodded. "I hope you will fuck him again," I said. "Tomorrow," Victoria whispered, almost fearfully, and my heart filled with joy as she said it, knowing that there were no. .." Phyllis' eyes appraised Luis."Momma!" Trish was scandalized!"You of all people know that I HAVE to do this!" Phyllis retorted, adding, "Since I HAVE to, I may as well ENJOY it!" What about Lillian?" Trish asked."Is this the same Lillian who is having sex with that Mexican boy?" Phyllis retorted."So," Luis asked diffidently, "What is for dinner?" Salmon," Phyllis replied. "Do you like salmon?" Yes." Good." Phyllis waved at the couch. "Have a seat. Let me get you a beer." Phyllis swayed off.. It’s like a milestone or something. It’s the day you officially stop being a child and start being a teenager. I remember when Tara turned thirteen – that was only a year and a half, nearly two years ago. She had two parties. One party was the family one for all the relatives where the adults sat around and talked about adult stuff while we children crowded into Tara’s bedroom and put on some real music and talked about real stuff. She also had a ‘friends party’ where the house was full of. She thrusts her tentacles in and out of Karen, enjoying the small yelps she makes each time they are shoved it in.“No,” Karen moans. “Please, that...” she trails off into a long drawn out whimper as the tentacles as pushed up inside as far as possible.Ms. Savile holds them still; allowing Karen’s pussy to spread around them and, after a moment, resumes pumping them, but slowly this time.Then Ms. Savile suddenly removes the tentacles from her pussy and looks up at the girl. Karen’s eyes grow big.