Emma slowed the cuntal assault to concentrate on Molly's developing breasts, while her mum presented her own wet crotch to Molly’s face for attentio...n.Things slowed down a bit after that first climactic orgasm; in later weeks Emma would encourage her young lover to close her eyes on the massage table and talk.Mostly Molly was happiest talking about the boys and girls she fancied at school, while Emma did her magic.Emma's skilful fingers detected Molly's growing arousal equally when describing. Despite his best efforts to delay it, Rodger climaxed quickly. When his pulsing member had finished filling her womb, he pressed his cheek against hers and whispered in her ear."I'm so sorry Sherry, I didn't last very long."She whispered back in his ear, "That's ok Rodger, I didn't think you would. You'll last longer for our next one." Next one?" Rodger inquired.Sherry giggled and then in a low sultry voice she said in vulgar words, "You really didn't think I would be satisfied with letting you. "I rolled off the bed, my cock bobbing as I tried to cover myself withLisa's pink panties."My panties! Carl! Mother, Carl...has my panties."Barbara's eyes narrowed. She was beautiful and angry. She held her handout and I realized I had to give them to her. I slowly handed themover, trying to cover my cock."Donna moved towards me, her breasts nearly bursting through the littlenightie. At five nine, and with those 3" mules she towered over me."Carl...panties? I knew you liked my slips...but have. Thank you so much and I am curious to see your apartment tonight. I'll see you then."I rushed home and met the painters. They were all set to begin. They had already covered the floor and everything that needed it. I had them make the bluebells in the girls' room just a little darker than they would be in nature. The roses, a few were almost crimson and others fading to pale pink. Thank God I had a big spray to work with.When we reached the living room, I didn't know what I wanted and wouldn't.