"Oh...oh...oh...oh..." She responded as she felt my tongue lovingly painting her sensitive little pussyhole and, just above, her forbidden little ass...hole! Then, I suddenly felt Claire sort of relax and lower her chest to the mattress. Even more of her lewdly exposed rear was now available to me and I took full advantage! I swiped my tongue all over the smooth pink baby flesh right next to her desire swollen pussy lips and teased her clitorits with the tip of my tongue.Then, finally, and. " he laughed. He handed me a white silk thong. "Put the thong on first." he ordered. I hated every bit of this but knew i had no choice.Once i put the dress on he looked at me like a dog eyes a bone. I never felt so scared. He walked around me and rubbed his cock. "mmm daddy likes' he growled. I started getting more and more scared as he rubbed my ass. He pushed me hard onto the bed. He crawled on top of me and grabbed my wrists and forced them over my head. He looked into my eyes and. Where was this coming from? She always considered herself to be so levelheaded. Give head indeed! On the other hand, as she closed her eyes she could see Emmy’s tiny hand wrapped around Eamon’s very large member. Her mouth watered as Emmy’s small lips approached that huge helmeted head. Without prompting, Elle’s fingers found the opening of her pussy just as Emmy’s mouth tasted the hard rubbery head of Eamon’s damp dick. Together their tongues licked that head. Elle’s pursed lips seemed to. She continued to hold me long after we had relaxed, finally pushing me to the side but not releasing me from her grasp. That's where I fell asleep.At five thirty, Margaret came to wake us. She leaned over and kissed me, then kissed Lucille. We had finally separated sometime during the night but were still holding each other. Margaret said, "Chuck, you might want to get up and get dressed as Dewey is getting ready to go back on duty. If you hurry, we'll have breakfast ready for you when you come.