Then Mollie started kissing her, more forcefullyand with meaning. Her hands slipped beneath Joyces tee and quicklyunsnapped her bra in one fluid moti...on. Her hands were smooth and gentle,but forceful and with determination. Mollie caressed Joyces breasts,flicked the tee off over Joyce?s head and went full-mouth down on Joycesless-than-perky, but still incredibly beautiful bountiful breasts. Joycemade her own sharp intake of breath and a slow sigh as she felt her netherregions exploding in. . She was good. She rolled my balls around with her tongue while she stroked my dick. I was close to cumming when she stuck her finger up my ass. I shot a load all over her face. She was still sliding her finger in and out of my ass as I finished shooting. She said come on and we went and got in the shower. After we cleaned up she asked me if I had ever eaten a female. (I hadn't) She said well today is going to be first for more than one thing. We went into a guest bedroom where she laid down. ”“Clean up your mess or face the belt,” moaned Aunt Cheryl. It was one of Uncle Clinton’s sayings. Since my dad, the sperm donor, ran out on my mom while she was pregnant with Lee, Uncle Clinton kept the discipline in my household, too. Lee and I had been been spanked by Uncle Clinton. Maybe that was why our families lived next door.“That’s right,” groaned Clint as his mom brought his cock to her lips and licked at the half-hard shaft, cleaning up her pussy juices from him.“Oh, that’s hot,” I. Fiona writhes on the sofa, Emma starting to work her magic with her fingers and with Becky following her lead, Emma slides her slender finger up Fiona’s wet pussy lips, with Becky doing the same a fraction later leaving Fiona no time to recover from each touch. Unable to control herself, Fiona’s hips buck violently, desperately trying to get those fingers inside her instead of tormenting her and driving her wild with pleasure. Becky giggles as both she, Emma and Miss Caitlin recognize the buck.