Kelly smashed his face into her cunt as Frank gnawed her clit to another orgasm. She was gasping for air but also slapping at Frank to swing around in...o a sixty-nine.After she lapped at Frank’s balls, she lined up her throat so Frank could throat-fuck her as he ate her cunt. Kelly wrapped her legs in the air around Frank’s head, pulling him deep onto her slit. Frank was trying his best to tongue fuck her vagina. Kelly loved every moment of it. Frank stopped fucking her mouth for a minute so he. And ran right past me. "Unca Danny!" he screamedas Jess flipped him, then put him right side up. He laughed along withJess. That laugh belonged to me."Hey Tucker? Do I get anything?"Jess held him to me. He blew a slobbery kiss on my face and said, "Hi,Messy," then "again, again" to Dan.My sister Laura came over and kissed me. "Tucker and Dan havesomething...you're not being fair to Dan.'" she said, in an exaggeratedversion of my aunt Vivian's accent."I don't think it's good for Tucker to. I cannot tell you how jealous I am.'I can be pedantic, but I bit back the temptation to correct "intercourse" to "outercourse." 'Yes, Daddy has a tit-fetish. He loves my boobs and he loves to fuck them. He even makes me keep my bra on. He says he gets better friction that way.''You are naive, my dear. He has intramammary intercourse with me too, bra and all. Frankly, it's the only way he can have a respectable orgasm. He can't keep his erection big enough, fat enough, and hard enough otherwise.. It might be fun. Do you guys have any idea what Keser’s or Iskender’s are referring to?”“Give me a second and I can find out,” Ben said.I nodded and took a sip of my now warm coffee while I waited.“So I can’t understand the language yet, but pictures are easier to understand. It seems like Keser’s is a tailoring shop, focusing on men’s clothing,” he said, turning his phone around so I could see as he swiped through several images. The clothing looked very similar to a suit worn on Earth, but.