Over time, mom seemed to realize what I was doing. Sometimes, she would willingly show me her cleavage or waist. Sometimes, she would fix her saree to... cover up. It all depended on her mood and how dad was treating her at that point.I, however, made it a point to treat her well, irrespective. I would try and hug her and get close to her as much as possible. But I would give her her space if she felt uncomfortable. These instances of uncomfortableness seemed to get fewer over time.I had stopped. This prompted another quick swat from the muscular invisible woman behind me. Quickly I began a few fumbling strokes, being off balance without the use of my hands. Chrissy, who was moaning softly, pulled my wrists up and over Beth’s head so that they were now trapped beneath the squirming red head. With her free hand, she reached down and I could hear the buzzing sound get louder and softer as Chrissy searched for the correct speed. I couldn’t help but think of all the video’s we had watched. Some left the table and took their coffee or cognac over to the wooden railings that surrounded the veranda to talk quietly amongst themselves. Sandra was listening to the woman on her left, Isabella, as she was explaining where Sandra should visit during her holiday. It was then that she plucked up courage to ask about her host. ‘Gra’am?’ replied Isabella, ‘he is, ver’, how you say, populair. Oh, yes,’ she continued with a knowing smile, ‘an’ ver’ ‘andsome too, es verdad?’ Sandra felt the. He pushed my thighs farther apart and leaned down and inhaled my scent. He smiled to himself and flicked my clit with his finger. I raised my pelvis up, but couldn't move too much. He smiled and flicked my clit again. I moaned louder. He covered my pussy with his mouth and stuck his tongue inside me. His tongue began to lick everywhere. It was like he was trying to cover every inch and wasn't going to stop until he decided I'd had enough."Please!" I cried out."Please what pet?" he asked while.