"Oh, yes, good, she said you were good, Patrick. Mmm, oh, you are so good."My aunt's pussy was similar to Mom's and I was loving being down between he...r thighs eating her out. I thought about all the guys I went to high school with and how so many of them were not getting any pussy and here I was having a weekend orgy with four grown women. Incredible.My mom taught me well and I got my aunt off with a big orgasm, one of those that made her shake and tremble and scream that I so love to give."Oh,. So hard. So aching.“Yes, you can,” I pouted, resting my chin on Greta’s shoulder. I moved my right hand down her body from her breast, caressing her flat stomach, reaching lower and lower. I brushed a blonde, silky bush. “Just tell me.”“If your father wants you to know, he’ll tell you,” groaned the mage. “I promised him my fealty. I can’t betray that.”“I’m his daughter.” I shivered. “He trusts me, too. He just wants to protect me. He thinks I’m too young for this.” My fingers slid through. Wehave also spent a lot of time and effort cleaning the house. I think weneed a change and I would like to show you our property today. How doesthat sound?"Linda was thankful for anything that got her out of cleaning duty andreplied, "That sounds like a pleasing idea Mistress. Thank you."Despite the slightly disrespectful choice of words, Jane was glad to seeLinda perk up with the news that they would not be cleaning."Have you ever ridden a horse Linda?" asked Jane."Not since I was a kid. Her hips worked, fucking herself on the top of his foot. Even through the cloud of anger and excitement in his head, he could feel her wetness. She was dripping down his foot. He got a better grip in her hair and tugged her off of his dick. ‘You like it rough.’ She glared up at him, swiping the back of her hand over her mouth. ‘No, I don’t. Treat me with respect, Geronimo, or you’ll regret it.’ He looked her over. She was squatting at his feet, her knees spread. He could see light reflecting.