This time, instead of him resting his head in her lap she climbed into the bed next to him and, as he nursed his bottle, she cuddled him close. "Tryin... to figure out a way to keep this going for a bit?" Carla said softly near Carl's ear.Carl, while still nursing the bottle, nodded a yes. That yes was clear in his eyes as well as Carla moved close to kiss his cheek. "Me too." Carl said after lifting the bottle from his mouth and added nervously, "luckily, I'm on vacation. Don't have any real. We’re not talking at all and we have no need to speak with each other. Plus, I can keep a secret."And then Bonnie asked, “So, who is sucking your cock these days?"That came out of left field. I was shocked. Bonnie had always been very prim and proper and to hear her say those words was extraordinary. I must have blushed profusely because I felt red hot from the top of my head to the tips of my toes. "Ah, nobody,” I stammered.She smiled. ”Well, as you can keep a secret, let me tell you I love to. She has grown up on her father's farm and there was no use of chemicals there. As a child, there was little meat served and when it was served is was never beef. It was mostly chicken and fish. That is a diet that I – a red meat eater by culture and background – have come to love because Ganda cooks to enjoy food, not to diet. Her recipes are all wonderful, whether she uses a family recipe, one out of a book or the internet, or one she makes up as she goes along.We share much of the same love. Lexi grabbed her thighs, pulling her back and shoving her tongue in her pussy as far as she could, rubbing her clit hard. Dr. Claar was holding her head against her pussy, urging her on while he continued ramming her own pussy with his cock. “Make her cum and then you get to cum,” he said, pulling out to the tip before slamming back into her again. Lexi moaned loudly against Darcy’s pussy, her orgasm threatening to overtake her. She slid her fingers briefly inside Darcy’s cunt, coating them.