Bringing my hands between my legs, rubbing my pussy, the feeling was driving me to a whole new experience. Finally calming down, looking at her, “OM...G I’ve never had that happen before not even when I was being fucked hard and long, but that was amazing” I moved between her legs, for the first time I was able to taste pussy juices, something I knew I would enjoy in the future. She had multiple orgasms - we spent the whole day in bed, enjoying the new lifestyle we never wanted to stop. A few days. Mich found it hard to resist the urge to see what this strange apparition was and why it had gone where it had. His voyeuristic tendencies were taking control again and he found himself kneeling down and peeping into the room, checking for intruders in his perverse activity. This time he was prepared for what he saw. The elder girl was curled up on the bed and Brad was stroking her hair, presumably speaking sweet nothings into her ear as she purred softly in reply. Asshole, thought mich, first. The little hum started and she laid it against her thigh. he said she could go ahead and she slowly moved it up her thigh and over her belly. slowly she moved it down through her bush to her clit. when it made contact she jerked and said oh god. then she let it slide up and down over the now swollen clit. after about a minute a saw her legs part some. her thigh muscles were clenching and relaxing. her eyes were tightly shut and he kept making comments about how hot she was. then I saw her legs. We did the last minute shopping so there was plenty of food in the flat. We decorated a Christmas Tree we bought that afternoon. It’s amazing the reductions you can get on Christmas Eve! I mean, who wants a tree the day after Christmas?I put up the crib I’d made from plaster of paris when a boy. I made some mince pies using the mincemeat my mother had made, while Connie vacuumed the floors of the dropped pine needles and dusted round, putting up the cards I’d received. Then I told her I was.