Rubbing me between my thighs.i contd kissing her breast. Caressing her breasts. Kissing her nipple.’mmmm...aunt..Kim...” my fingers moved to her ...agina. I twisted my finger up her vagina swirling her sweetness. Licking ... up and down. In and out.in. Circles.bouncing up her vagina.swivling my toungue high up her vagina wall in circles. I was circling up her wall with hot wet kisses .aunt Kim growled. Grinned.’Good my angel.’as I opened my legs and kissed her vagina. Staring spellbound between. Kim read the description: "12th Century Persia. Unremarkable, common clay jar - no inscriptions/designs. J. P. Reynolds, Persia - August, 1882." J.P. Reynolds had been one of the university's leading archeologists in the early days of field studies. Reynolds had collected a great number of the items that filled the crates in storage, as well as a good many of the items on display in the University Museum.Kim examined the small jar. It was common pottery with no designs, patterns, or drawings. Ana was moaning softly, as the black guy was grabbing her by the hips and pumping out against her buttocks in a very hard manner.I knew he had his thick black cock buried deep inside in Anita’s asshole; since she was biting her lower lip, as she closed her eyes. Aaron looked at me through the wall mirror and he smiled.He then redoubled his brutal attack on my wife’s anus, making her cry and scream loud.I saw Ana opening her eyes and staring at me through the mirror. She smiled and then she. After a small saladfor lunch I spent the rest of the day practicing how to sit down andhow to walk and turn around gracefully. By dinnertime I was quiteproficient with walking in high heels and how to sit while smoothing mydress so it folded under me nicely.Dinner and the evening was uneventful except that Missy had to tightenthe laces on my night time corset. I did my homework of penmanship andsome math. Missy and I applied the usual "potions and lotions" as Icalled them. Missy made note.