.. It's getting too dangerous!"She shivered. "I should say... bears and mountain lions... who knows what else... !" That's enough... !"Peering inside,... she noted that he had removed the two rear passenger seats and had spread a worn sleeping bag on the floor. This, she decided was where he had been sleeping, and she found herself wishing she had known it sooner; however, her husband's funky mood and avowed dislike for Buzz, had served to keep her from becoming better acquainted with the young. ”By then I could really appreciate the size of his tongue and his technique as he flicked Sarah’s clit with his extended tongue and then alternated by licking and covering her clit and vagina with what looked like at least three inches of very moist tongue.I took note of the time on the wall clock as I watched and felt Sarah’s excitement.“How often does Roger fuck you?More licking.“Is he a good fuck?More licking.“How big is he?More licking.“Is his tongue as good as mine?More licking.“Is he. His skilled tongue danced around my swelling clit but never touched it. By this time I was panting and almost begging him to let me cum. He flexed his tongue so it was hard and licked my pulsating organ. To this day, I have no idea how he did it, but he began rubbing his tongue back and forth so quickly it felt almost like a vibrator. He brought me to brink of a screaming orgasm and lightened his pressure. I made and sound resembling a wild animal in anguish and he kindly brought me over the. Irene didn’t hesitate. No sooner had I offered her the opportunity to work part-time in my dad’s office, and part-time with spread legs, she readily agreed. She and I sat with my father and worked up a work schedule that gave us after-school hours and all-day Saturdays. The shop wasn’t open on Sundays. That same night Brian and Todd wanted to party with us but we turned them down, we girls knew we had outgrown them and broke off completely. The boys were devastated but me and Irene.