Carl was always able to drive her to bliss with his tongue and lips. She'd missed those delicious sensations so much, she was ready to die with longin...g. But now it turned out that her eldest son took after his father in that department... he was a natural-born pussy-eater too!Obviously he'd gotten more out of his three years of college than good grades. He was lashing her pussy-slit with his big hot tongue and giving her stab after stab of hot pleasure. Donna couldn't have resisted now even if. "You look better with your hair down," I ventured, deciding gallantry was what Ron Vincent would be looking for."Think you can get your pecker up?" she asked sarcastically.I took another sip at the wine, then deliberately placed the glass on the floor and ran my fingers slowly up her arm. "Let's see," I said, allowing my fingers to trail around the smooth skin of her shoulder, before pushing the strap of her slip down. Her eyes glared at me contemptuously."Some kind of lover boy, are we?" But I. "We want you to put my sister into her place," continued Rachel.Ramon smiled. "I can do that...but if any of you say a word your ass ismine." We won't...we just want you to make Amber know what she is...a sissyslut," said Rachel."That will be easy," said Ramon as he looked at Amber. "If you want tobe a slut then who am I to argue?" Please don't do this," begged Amber.Ramon just smiled back and Amber felt physically sick as she watchedRamon unzip his pants and pull out his cock. It was already. And the appreciation too. Oh, by the way, if the offer’s still there, I’d like that ride tonight. Somehow I feel like getting a really nice buzz on. Maybe it’s just being dressed like this. You think?’ And she giggles again. —————- This whole day I’ve been hearing hushed comments about Sandy. Part complimentary, part amazement. Even Frank stopped by my office and asked me what the hell was going on with my ‘other half’. He’s called her that for years, even though he knows there’s nothing going.