I watched as Linda walked into the studio, she looked as I knew she would. Fabulous. I knew she was thirty seven, she was toned, with an even light ta.... Mark had told me she worked out twice a week, and swam after each session. It showed. I wished the younger girls that passed through my studio were half as fit. Her shoulder length blonde hair was freshly done, as were her nails. I zoomed in on her, and recorded her. She reached her marks, turned, a nervous smile on her red lips.“Ok Linda,. .. I need some too," she husked. She tilted her head back, mouth open. Justine stood, bent over, opened her mouth, and let a huge sticky oyster of semen drop from her lips, and between Lucy's. They followed it up with a long, tonguing, lascivious kiss at the end of which Lucy swallowed slowly, gravely, as if tasting a fine vintage wine."Mmmm... thanks Uncle John, as delicious as ever!" She giggled, smacking her lips.Justine took my softening cock back into her mouth, and cleaned it properly. It was like a part of our childhood—what brought us together—was gone.Whitney came home for two weeks in July in the middle of her first deployment. I took a week off from the show during the Fourth of July holiday. I'd get more time off during the summer, but we weren't taking two full months off this year. Lee, my guest host when I was off, was getting good reviews, though. Whitney and I went up north and got a nice cabin not far from Lake Michigan where we spent several days sparring during. My fingers touched her puffy outer lips and very lightly examined their shape and texture. My fingers were slowly exploring her lips. I realized her getting wet! She moved her hips in different directions trying to get her genitals away from my hand. Her voice was almost a whisper and she could only grunt like.?Noooooooooooooo? Ummm? Uuhh.. OOO.. UUU..? My fingers slid between her lips and found her tingling clit, very gently massaged it while my mouth was engaged sucking her tits.