Gawd, I felt my heart stop for a moment. Such beauty, such flawless natural beauty. She smiled and I could see her freckles move on her cheeks.I focus...ed all my willpower to force my thighs not to rub together. Not here, not now, not where others could see the state she put me in. Oh, I wanted this moment to last a lifetime. To take in every single part of that lovely face and those fabulous curls that framed it. Gawd I'm such a wanton creature.A plump young man in a dark blue polo shirt sits. We've talked about birth control, oral sex, STDs, masturbation, handjobs, you name it. And my mom doesn't gloss over the details. When I turned twelve, she gave me my first vibrator and lessons on my clit and G-spot. I've gotten a new vibrator on each birthday since.I now have the same kind that she has which is curved to reach the G-spot and has a clit stimulator. I can sometimes hear her and I know she can sometimes hear me when I have a better-than-average orgasm (Is there such a thing as an. My whole body was trembling by then. My nipples were hard points, almost painful with arousal. Pulling down my panties, white cotton, their front completely soaked, was almost too much, and I hesitated. Until her big toe wiggled in my mouth and all thought went out the window."Kneel." The order was barely a whisper, but it filled my whole being.The chair scraped backwards and I sunk to the floor, only hesitantly letting her toe slip from my lips, but then I was on my knees, her foot right in. The pleasure swept through me.“Mrs. Quick!” Christabella moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, your tongue feels so good.”“Mmm, so does yours, honey,” the blonde MILF moaned.“And your big boobies are rubbing into my stomach. I love how soft your tits are.”I broke the kiss with Elouise to moan, “So do I, Dianne. They're great.”“Oh, that makes me feel so good.” Mrs. Quick shuddered. “Ooh, Christabella, that feels so good.”“Mmm, my daughter's budding into such a precocious pussy licker,” Elouise moaned, her body.