Aaaahhhhh...mmmmmmm."She pushs me back and lets me sit on the steps, I lean back and She smiles at me, looking into my dark eyes. She pushs my knees t...ogether, straddles my lap. She takes my hands and places them on her hips as she runs her fingers through my hair. Kissing my chin softly and then my cheek, gently brushing against my skin with her lips, laying the gentlest kisses on my eyelids and moving down to trace my lips with her tongue. She can taste her wetness on my lips as I kiss her. He saw me gazing at his crotch. He had to have known I was interested by the look on my face."It looks like your friend is already here." I said as I nodded towards his bulge. "Are you expecting another friend?" Well, I think you know what I mean." He remarked. "Are you up for a little action?" He smiled as he rubbed his cock head."That's a very nice looking 'friend' you have there." I said motioning toward his cock one more time. "I wouldn't mind getting to know him a little better."He smiled. Julie was surprised to discover that her brother's jism tasted different than her daddy's. They both tasted delicious to the young girl and they both had that same creamy, rich texture, but they tasted slightly different from each other."Keep sucking, bitch, keep sucking!" Tom cried, still shooting wads of thick cum down her throat.As she continued to suck her brother off, she felt her little pussy spasm uncontrollably. She came, her girl-cum seeping from her cunt into the water of the. Tell her that her soup is even more delicious if it has three spoonfuls of Carol's pussy juice in it. I suggest you get her to write it in her recipe book so she doesn't forget, and so anyone else reading it will know too." I didn't know whether Vanessa had a recipe book or not. Our mom did, a sort of scrapbook really, with lots of loose pages of recipes she'd cut out of magazines or other people had written out for her, so that's what Carol would think of.Julia replied, "I'll tell her when she.