"Veronica. Get over here, and get Jeanne's butt primed. And Persia, get that meat-stick of yours hard and ready. I'm saving the best for you." Qui...ckly, Veronica brought her mouth to Jeanne's asshole. She soaked Jeanne's ass with spit. Working gobs of her warm drool into the crack of Jeanne's ass, she primed her asshole for Persia's invasion."Oh, I love it," Jeanne moaned. She enjoyed Veronica's tonguing of her asshole. "I wanna hear you say that, once you've got both of us inside you. Lena once again slid her fingers into his thick hair and shifted her hips, letting him know she needed his attention focused on one place only. He lowered his head once more and started to lick and flick her swollen clit, zeroing in on that spot alone, and her hands tightened in his hair as she got closer and closer to reaching orgasm. She was going crazy now, her hips were lifting uncontrollably and she was moaning loud enough to wake the whole street, but Sean didn’t care as he continued to. “I’m ready sweetheart.” I got up and grabbed the carrier bag with the lubricating gel in and climbed the stairs to her bedroom where I found her sitting on her bed.It was a typical old ladies bedroom, a lot of floral prints on the wallpaper, bedspread and curtains, she had fitted wardrobes with mirrored doors and a musky smell only found in old peoples houses. She was wearing a white cotton nightdress with a blue flower print on it, which came over her knees. I dropped the carrier bag on the. I reach out to stroke your face but pause, my fingers an inch from your lips as they part and I feel your warm, moist exhalation as you sigh in your sleep. I trace the outline of your cheek and chin, my fingertips remaining a scant inch from your flesh. I move downward, tracing the graceful line of your throat, not touching, until my fingers hover over your breast. I move my fingertips across my thumb as if rolling your nipple between in the gentle pinch that never fails to draw moans of.