Both of us with that thick dark brown hair that swirled around and lay flat over our hard set eyebrows. Our jaws were a lot alike, too. People say you... can't see that about someone you've got it in common with, but I could. I liked to think I had a strong jaw, like my father. But of everything, the similarities cascaded at the nose. Pardon the expression, but we shared a nose like a prostitute shares a hotel room. Without question."So, that's where I met your father..." she was saying. My father. Lines of communication were being held open despite some infuriating gaffes and outright racism from some of our allies.My involvement in all this was minimal of course; Morgana had me busy on another project along with Róisín and our resident Theurgists Antonelli and Bryce. Seemed the British government in some form of reformist zeal had decided to let slip one of the more fundamental objects of power in its possession in that it was going to return the Stone of Scone back to Edinburgh as a. "Mmmm, sweetie. Does mommy need a good cleaning down there?" She asked while looking down at her daughter. "Oh, I think so, mommy. My fingers are all sticky. Mine is dirty, too. I've been playing with it all day. Do you want to wash mine?" Unh, yeah. Right there, baby. You are cleaning momma up so good. Oh fuuuuu…" Mmmm, mom, you sure are tasty. And you left some of daddy's cream in there for me? What a treat." Ung, uhn. Mmm, how do you know it's your daddy's cream your licking up?" The same,. Licked the particular portion for some time and then dragged it down a little.I did the same across all the elastic of her panty. Then slowly started moving her panty down by 1 inch. Followed by repeating the same process until I reached her pussy. The moment I reached her pussy and could feel the crack, I took her panties down.I told her to lift her leg and put it in a V shape. I then started playing with her inner thighs. Damn, those thighs of women are the sexiest things that I crave. After.