But he was not ready to give work to his dick. He was now fucking my pussy with his tongue. I can’t hold more, but can’t utter a word, because I w...as also enjoying every move.His two fingers were running on my clits and tongue was doing fuck work in and out. I was enjoying. Ohhhhhh what a joy it was? He continued his work. Now I can’t hold more and reached my orgasm. He drank all the liquid. He not even wasted a single drop. His face and eyes were looking red like that lion had just drunk the. I shook Etta and Lisa who were both groggy. The person who surprised me in the bed was Sharon. She sat up with the sheet falling away from her bare breasts. She rubbed her eyes with her fists like the little guys, looked at me, and said, "You're so mean to wake me up in the middle of a good dream."Etta sat up with her and said, "That was a very naughty dream, little girl."Sharon giggled and said aloud, "I forget that you guys know how to see into me, even my dreams."Lisa sat up and told me,. But Mother still felt that I was hers, that I was a little girl, HER littlegirl at heart, and she was not about to concede control that easily. So,she said to Emily, "Of course, Dear, I understand," and kissed her goodbyeon both cheeks.But when she approached me, it was quite a different kiss.Just as she had done earlier in the week when I had first come over, Motherkissed my fully on the lips. And just as she had done before, she lingeredjust long enough for it to be inappropriate. It was. It allowed me to give to her without consideration of my own desires or needs, the absolute ultimate in my mind."God Tom. Where did you learn to do this to a woman? I've been a lesbian all my life and nobody has ever done that to me without even touching my pussy. I've never..." She trailed off and began to look me straight in the eyes again. The animal was gone though the desire was even deeper, and the unabashed want or need apparent. There was an intense love in those eyes that I'd never.