Shruti was thinking of her father licking her mother’s ass and she also felt the excitement and wetness between her legs.Her hand went into her puss...y without her knowledge as she imagined her father licking her own asshole. She even masturbated every night dreaming of her father slapping her ass and his tongue in her asshole. Now she was getting to do the same with Saumya.Shruti got on the bed on the foot end and sat there watching Saumya lying in front of her. Saumya was in tight track pants. “That was amazing. I want more,” she says hungrily.The appendage presses back forward and Mercy bites her lip in anticipation as it begins to push inside. Her ass opens to receive it with little resistance and she barely feels any discomfort. The slightly ridges edges of the tongue-like tentacle send little jolts of pleasure through her as it presses deeper. Her body resonates with it as she willingly takes it inside.“Oh my ... shit!” she cries loudly.Slowly and deliberately, the appendage. Ever since our initial meeting with Jennifer’s parents’ families, we’d kept in touch, sending them pictures of the kids and generally keeping them abreast of what was happening with the kids.Over the next 6 weeks we managed to hit all kinds of attractions from pure amusement places such as Disneyland to natural wonders such as the Grand Canyon and Carlsbad Caverns to historical places such as The Alamo.When we were planning where to go we discovered that we’d be near a Bluegrass Music Festival. I smiled to myself, knowing what she was doing, convincing me that it was time to move to the next level. She stroked his belly and approached his sheath, her hand going on either side of it but not touching it. She was being very deliberate to demonstrate the comfort Harley had with her touch. She looked up at me, watching my eyes focused on his sheath as her hand came over it from the rear and slid along the length of it several times and each time Harley was perfect. Perfect, in fact, to the.