“I think we should celebrate.”Summer leans forward, and whispers something in mom’s ear, and our mother’s smile turns hungry.‘What did you t...ell her?’ I send to my sister.‘I told her some of the things you did for me with your switches,’ her reply appears to me, and she gives me the same hungry smile.Before mom can even ask, I make the switches to increase her sexual sensitivity, making sure I’m not touching my sister, and mom gives a low throaty moan as she feels her nipples harden, her pussy. "Deep throating?", he thought. Hands rubbed his head as if to indicate that he could ease up on what he was doing, the person he was sucking off approved of his skills but didn't indicate for him to stop. He put one of his rough black hands around what he was now beginning to admit was a pretty impressive cock. And started to work the head head slowly and methodically as if it were an obstacle to conquer but had not figured out how to do so. He started to suck it very gently, using his canine. I slowly kiss your tight belly, and work my way down. Slowly I kiss your bush, as I move to your upper right thigh, I continue to lick and kiss my way down to above your knee as I open your legs more. I kiss my way up your left thigh, and I rub your bush as I stroke your clit with my thumb. I move in and replace my thumb with my rigid tongue before I start to lick your sweet wet lips as I massage your breast and hard nipple. I take long slow licks the length of your slit from ass hole to the. Ted stood up. He laced his fingers through Jane’s dark mane and yanked her head back. “You’re mine,” he snarled. “Fuck me,” she said. I watched as he did, and I soon watered the lawn with my lust brewed concoction. Time passed, an hour at most, but an eternity of images burned into my memory. Then Ted extinguished the light. I pulled my shorts up over my still throbbing prick and went to indulge in gushing wet dreams of my neighbor, Jane. I saw her the.