So it’s second hand news. But I’ll try to make it as true as possible on the one hand, but also interesting for you my dear reader. Irene herself ...doesn't often talk about that time from herself, but if asked about it, she tells without hesitation and to the best in details as she remembers. (It does help a bit, to make her a bit lightheaded with a glass of wine or two or three). In her looks back, it was a nice time and she had a lot of great moments and only a few that aren't so nice to. He bent his head back into her hairless nest and renewed his sucking. Molly's other hand joined the first, now both were idly tracing over her breasts and it was obvious that her breasts were easily stimulated. Glancing upward, Dutch noted this and concluded that they probably could, using the right technique, bring her to orgasm without other means than playing with her tits.Being in no great hurry, Dutch contented himself with sucking and licking her labia and gradually Molly raised her. I wasn't believing what I was hearing and seeing, as the night grew on, watching them drink and getting horny. My wife was dealing cards and leaning over the table, at her son, and everytime her tits would damn near flop out. A couple times he licked his lips and made jesters, but all I heard was mumbling. After awhile, I started to act real drunk, and told them I was heading to bed. They said they were staying up for a bit, as I headed down the hall. Once in the bedroom, I shove the pillows. She rubbed the jockstrap all over her face as she came, her pussy sucking fiercely at her thrusting middle finger, her body trembling with each delicious spasm. She leaned against the washer for support. If it hadn't been there, she would have collapsed on the concrete floor and rolled herself into a ball, squeezing her thighs together and crushing out the itchy, throbbing pleasure that racked her cunt.When she'd regained her senses and caught her breath, she dropped the jockstrap into the.