Marilyn didn't want to come, not yet. Could she survive the clock? Her breathing was erratic and fast. She was just about at the point of no return wh...en I finished the clock. My dick was pounding inside my shorts. The thought of eating this beautiful pussy was almost making me cum without even removing my tool from my wet pants. I gave her a few minutes to come down before I would give her the finale. Marilyn thought I was finished and I told her there was just one more section before this. A few days after Jessy and I became lovers, Linda changed her routine. Instead of coming over in her fuzzy robe, she came over wearing sexy little baby doll outfits with nothing on under them except for matching vee-strings. She had a large collection of baby dolls—red ones, yellow ones, blue ones and white ones. At first I attributed her change in routine to the weather because the days had become quite hot and humid. Then I started to wonder if there was something more to it when Jessy. As I laid on the bed, I slid my finger into my panties and gently rubbed my clit. Damn, it was so sensitive already. I almost couldn't wait for him to get out of the shower.Jack popped out of the shower and dried himself off. He stepped into the bedroom to get a fresh pair of underwear. His eyes popped wide open when he saw me. He smiled broadly and asked me what I was doing. I coyly said that my pussy was itchy and needed someone to her me scratch it. Jack's penis immediately stood at. “Is there a dead body under that?” Carie joked.“Yes,” Millie replied, her milky, freckled complexion utterly deadpan as she removed her big floppy sun hat.Vasily and Carie eyed her suspiciously.“I think she means the turkey is dead,” Eric said and removed the tinfoil to reveal an impressively plump turkey roasted to golden brown perfection.“Holy crap, that’s gi-normous,” Carie remarked."I had to pay for a full-size Uber," Eric joked.Carie nodded. “Imagine the kids on Sesame Street when they.