I couldn’t understand why it bothered me. Perhaps it was the threat of a media spotlight being shone on us, the risk of discovery; a Roman Polanski-...like future. Or was it the threat of how attention would change Amelia? She was so sweetly innocent, with no trace of arrogance or entitlement. Media attention - stardom - always came with a price, especially when young. The thought of Amelia turning into a diva worried me.“Fried eggs and sausages,” she announced. “With toast, please. So what’s. He went crazy on them, sucking and squeezing them like a wild man. I then began rubbing up my mother’s pussy, with my hand and Andy began tongue kissing with my mother.It did not take long for my mother to explode into a cunt pumping, screaming orgasm.It was now our turn. I suggested that we all go upstairs into the bedroom and begin the festivities. Once in the room, I told my mother to strip out of all her clothes and then put her spiked heels back on, after she removed her stockings. As we. You know how it works. I’ve done a lot of favors over the years and it was time to cash in one or two.”“Good job then.”Jim looked at his watch. It was lunchtime. He closed the Master PC program, ejected the disc, and put it in the locked file cabinet in his office. He’d have to devise some stronger security than this, but for now, he felt reasonably safe.“I’m headed out for lunch, Pat,” he called over his shoulder as he headed out the door.Fifteen minutes later he was in a booth at his favorite. I said, HMMM I think I need to check that flame between your legs. I don't want you to get burnt so I may have to smother it with my mouth.”“Please hurry I have been waiting for so long. It feels like it is burning up..” I slipped between her legs and tried to cover her pussy completely. I lathered my tongue from her wrinkled hole thru her pussy and around her prominent clit which I commenced to suck on. I moved to her outer lips no spot was missed .I licked on into her inter lips then slid my.