Christian couldn’t stop smiling. He quietly waited for her to start eating and then started on his own food. They ate in silence, glancing at one an...ther from time to time and smiling but never saying a word. Alex was the first to finish, she waited for Chris to put the last bit of food in his mouth. Grabbing his plate along with hers, she went to the sink. He followed behind her and brought the glasses. Before she could fill the sink with water he opened the dishwasher and placed the glasses. "Hi dad," Fiona said as she got in the frontpassenger seat. "Hi honey, how was your day?" his dad asked. "It wasgreat thanks." Mr Winston quizzed us about our day as he pulled offtowards the mall.Mr Winston pulled the minivan into a parking space and we all got out."Bye Mr Winston," I said. "Have fun you lot. And Fiona! Let me know whenyou want picking up," Mr Winston reminded his daughter. "Yeah yeah," wasthe response. We waved goodbye as he headed home. "So what do you wantto do first?". I smelled her juices. I held on to the waistband of her panties and pull them off of her.She adjusted her ass. I looked at that pussy, so wet and puffy. Not perfectly shaved, but trimmed. I came closer spread those lips to reveal the pinkness inside. Slowly I slid my tongue out and dipped it into her pussy. I tasted her and I don’t wanna stop. I licked the whole length of that clit, making her shiver.She held onto my head and slowly pulled me onto her. I dug my tongue deep into her, alternating. “Very wet, to my own surprise. Please tell me, Gil.”I curled my lips into half a snarl and replied in a low, gruff voice, “I will keep you in suspense for a bit longer. I want you dripping from the anticipation, Megan.”“Fuck,” she softly gasped a breathy reply. “My pussy is clenching hard and I can feel my juice seeping out of me.”I let out a satisfied, low growl and said, “A married, female friend of mine, who is a gynaecologist by profession, has a tickling fetish. She asked me to assist her.