She would have smiled but her face was buried in Mary's hot cunt. Martha brought one hand to Mary's cunt as she continued to feast on her clot. She pu...shed two fingers in her cunt while continuing to lick her clot. Mary moaned loudly.Martha added a finger and Mary moaned more. Martha added another finger. With her lips and tongue still working Mary's clit, she folded her thumb and pushed her entire hand into Mary's cunt. Mary groaned loudly, "More! That's feels sooo good! Push it in. The second boy lasted just as briefly, Eagerly replaced by the first. K's head rocked from side to side, and I could imagine her shaking her head in week protest to their youthful pumping. But the look of serious concentration on her pleasure. Even though I'd heard it countless times before it still made my aching hardon throb more hearing her say " It feels like a teacup full of cum in me." and she ask if they jack off in their showers thinking about her, and that a B will get them the same. The only exception to my general perception was my often confusing youngest sister Princess. I am ashamed to confess that after repeated attempts to keep my hands off her, she finally wore me down and cornered me with nowhere to go except up deep between her pretty legs. I discovered that perhaps sisters weren't as bad as they seemed on the surface and from then on Princess and I were the best of friends and were always there for each other to mollify rejection or eliminate boredom in the worst. She looked first at her breasts, which she still felt were larger than necessary. She reached up and cupped one creamy globe in her hand, squeezing its weight. Her tits still sat high on her chest and were still ‘perky’, though they were lighter than the rest of her skin- she never tanned topless and felt that tan lines were a sign of modesty that made her fondly think of the few days she spent in the sun. She sighed and ran her palm down her stomach, which, after years of pilates and running,.