She grabs the back of Holly’s head and pulls it closer.Holly is more than happy to oblige the woman. She circles the pussy with her tongue, flicking... it against her clit. Soon her lips rest on Mrs. Claus’ already wet pussy, kissing it tenderly and causing the woman to let out a soft moan. Holly, glad to be able to skip any unnecessary foreplay, clutches the woman’s hips and gets started for real. She drives her tongue deep inside the young Mrs. Claus, flicking it around inside her.With a gasp,. I was doing much the same thing—reading, that is—when I heard her hurried footsteps on the stairs. Amber appeared and picked up the box containing the new phone; we had charged it up the night before and entered Amber’s phone number in the contacts folder. We thought it best that just my wife should go outside; she thought of a question that she could ask Mary, regarding some local knowledge, should her father ask her what my wife wanted. I continued reading while Amber was out there.She came. Her other hand reached up to pinch one as she massaged her labia.I picked up the lube and offered it to her as she said, "No, thanks, Lew, I'm plenty wet already," as I watched the probe part her lips and move inside.She was perfectly shaved and not at all shy about her body. She even shifted some so I could see better between her legs. And she smiled at me as she did it, this was getting even better than I'd hoped.She next moved her other hand down and with her fingers spread some of her. “You’re too young,” Ann replied, “get yourself a soft drink.”“Oh Mum!” Chloe huffed, “this is ridiculous, l’m old enough to fuck but not to have a glass of wine, that’s a stupid rule.”“Oh go on then,” Ann said, “the bottle is on the kitchen table, bring the bottle.”Chloe poured herself a glass, leaving enough for one more glass in the bottle then took her drink and the bottle through to her mother, sitting beside her on the sofa.”“You don’t seem too upset about Mr Harris,” she said, placing her.