"For now, just stick to the hood above it," she instructed. "You can kind of take a couple of fingers, like this, and just rub them in little circles.... Mmmm..." I followed her example, gently brushing my fingers across her clit in circles. After a few seconds I stopped, and went the other way. Mel started quietly moaning, and I could feel her pussy getting even wetter. "That's good," she said. "Now, if you want, maybe you could try that with your tongue." I leaned my head forward, between her. Her name was Amanda. She had a sweet southern accent, but a degree of wit and intelligence that made me wonder about her. I was to come to her countryside home in Mississippi at 3pm on a soon to arrive Friday and join her and her team for an exquisite home cooked dinner. On Saturday morning we would be up before sunrise and taking off into the hopefully blue skies at dawn for about a two hour experience. She asked me personal questions about my health, height, weight, allergies, food and. I want you to fuck me until I beg for mercy!”“I’ll do my best.” He let her legs drop from his shoulders, stretched out on her sweet body and began the instinctive dance, easing slowly out and pushing in with some authority, but not too hard or too fast. He loved the feel of her firm tits mashed against his chest and her hot, wet pussy wrapped around his cock. His lips found hers in a passionate, wet kiss with dueling tongues and all.She surprised him with a little kegel action, squeezing down. I hope you can see where I'm coming from." What are you going to do with all that money?" Pam asked."The very first thing is that we're going to pay off the mortgage on this house," Mom said emphatically. "Just like Nana, I don't want to owe anything to anybody if we can help it." Makes sense," I said in agreement."Then, I'm getting a new kitchen," she said, looking right at Dad, who looked at me and shrugged."What about you, Dad?" I think I'll just take it easy and see what comes up. Your.