My body convulses over and over as he gently rubs my now swollen clit, sending waves of pleasure through me as his warm mouth suckles on the flesh bet...een my legs. “Ohhhh, Jon, ahhh.” More sounds escape my lips as he continues to tease me by pressing his tongue against my entrance, licking it little by little, only entering the slightest bit. “Mmmm, you are so wet you know. And you taste so good. I could eat you out all day,” Jon’s breath tickles my skin. My breathing hitches, his words turning. I asked him what he meant, and he said with the whole sex stories thing. He thought the characters sounded a lot like me, and that he always knew I was a naughty girl in high school. Of course, I point out to him that he's not much of one to talk. I mean, you can't really criticize someone for writing sex stories when you're the one that had gone off and read them all.By this point, we had been talking for quite a while and had gone through several rounds of drinks. We were talking and. Marge laughed, ‘I’m going to bed. You three are too much.’ She kissed her husband on the cheek and went to her room. Marvin sighed, ‘That woman right there means the world to me. We grew up together. When she turned eighteen and I was twenty, I already knew she was it for me. I proposed on her eighteenth birthday and she accepted. Her daddy told me one thing and I promised him that I would never leave her side. For decades, I have kept my word.’ He sighed. Facing the twins, he continued,. You need it.”She was startled at the effort but soon agreed it would be just the thing, moaning that she didn’t have clean clothes. I just grinned and told her we’d find something for her to get comfortable in. I closed the door and was soon rewarded with the sound of her singing along to the music.Her assistant manager was a good chef in her own right, and I had bribed her into getting Sandy’s sizes and doing a little shopping. A trip to Victoria’s Secret netted a couple of really nice gowns,.