“That’s delicious.”“My grandparent’s cook grew up in the South. She taught me the recipe. I think she said it came from her grandmother’s ...great aunt. Back then, I’m sure the shortening was lard.” He laughed. “Probably tasted even better.”“So what, you trying to fatten me up?”“Oh, I think Mistress Amy will take care of that. She has a somewhat… unique approach. And it’s surprisingly effective.”“Sounds a bit intimidating.”After breakfast, he took her to the exercise studio. It was in one of the. Your hands glide gently over my body as I start to lift myself against you. I am quivering so badly and shaking… Your tongue slides over every inch of mine, and you slow things down a bit to make love to me. You start kissing my stomach, and then teasingly lick at my lips inhaling the scent of me, but not opening me to your tongue… You spread me, and lick at me like a cat laps at milk. Nice and slow. I try thrusting against your mouth, but you wont’ let Me… You want me to lay there and don’t. To my surprise our Fiona had already removed Phillips cock and was stroking it ensuring her fingers went up and down the total length, she had managed to draw the foreskin back and was preparing to lean forward and suck it. This was making me just as horny and as Fiona had moved, Phillip now had his free hand caressing my thighs which were open wide. Mom suggested we all undress and retire to a bedroom or two where we could make better use of the space, within minutes five totally naked people. Taking a step back, her eyes regarded me from head to toe. I think we need to do something about those tan lines. A daily session of nude sunbathing should give you a nice golden glow and make you quite marketable, she casually noted as her hands roamed my torso, gently massaging my stomach and pale breasts. Marketable?!? Cute titties, she said as she gently slapped them, seeming to understand that anything harder would result only in pain and not the erotic response she seemed to be seeking..