That was the only time I gave myself to another man until I met Mark. I met him at his store a few months ago. I was writing up his advertisement whil... we were talking and the subject turned to sex. I ended up telling him some of the things that Chuck and I were doing to explore our sex lives. He was getting turned on listening to me. Of course I liked turning men on. There was something erotic about talking to strange men about sex. I think guys feel the same way especially with married women.. ”“We're so happy to have you, Mommy,” Deidre moaned, rising. “It makes me so wet watching her lick my jizz out of you.”“Ooh, do you need Mommy to lick your naughty cunt?”“So much.”“Do it,” I groaned, realizing Deidre's plan. “Sit your cunt right on her face. Mommy loves our pussies.”“They're so delicious,” groaned Mom, licking her lips.I delved my tongue back into Mom's snatch, gathering more pussy-flavored cum. I watched Deidre rise, turning, her cute rump facing me as she straddled Mom's. "Amelia told me you didn't get along with her but you could have never proven that tonight. Your mother has done a wonderful job of raising you."I punctuated the sentiment with a small kiss on the top of her head.She seemed to swell with pride."It's because of you," she said quietly. "Mom told me what happened to Amelia's stepfather. As soon as she said the name I was sure it was her. She's right, I really don't like her. But she's had a terrible day and I remembered how sweet you were that. .we can't do what you want.' " That was tantamount to saying, "But you can continue to do what you're doing." If that's the case, I decided, then let's push the envelope a bit. At the worst, she'd push my hand away but we'd still have the kissing. She liked that too much to stop it.It might have taken you a minute to read that and consider it, but the thought went through my brain at light speed. My hands were again caressing her face as we kissed, and I moved my left hand down to gently cup.