She’d walked around the room in just her underwear after her shower. Underwear I had brought for her. My tongue lightly ran across her pussy, as it ...did she trembled. Her out lips parted, just a little. My tongue parted them a little more, probing to her inner labia. She groaned, pleasure coursing through her body. I went to work on her clit, which poked through her labia, scream, lick here, lick here. I duly did. She was almost sobbing, almost begging me to stop. Begging to stop, but not. "Lauren was just telling me about your mommy fetish," she says, moving towards the edge of the bed. "What?" I yell."Kristina!" Lauren says at almost the same time. "I was not!" Kristina laughs as she tugs at my belt."Okay, that might not have been exactly how she put it," Kristina smiles as I quickly remove my clothes. "But you admit you want mommy to come over and play, right?" she asks."Yeah, I guess I do," I answer as I pull down my briefs and kick them aside. "Did she tell you her dilemma?". Her pink cotton panties revealed a large wet spot in the center. Mr. Wilson hooked his forefinger into the crotch of her damp panties and pulled them to the side, uncovering her warm swollen pussy which was lightly decorated with short reddish-brown curly hairs. Leaning his head forward, he teased her puffy lips with his tongue. Sarah’s thighs spasmed around his neck. “Mmmm. . . Take my panties off,” Sarah murmured. Mr. Wilson slipped off the young woman’s panties while taking turns kissing. .." I looked at him and looked down thinking then responded with a yes... "I'm here cause my parents want me to look after Veronica... She's not in her right mind so I had to be framed and put in this placement... I love her and everything about her, she's my world and if anything happens to her I would die..." he said. I reached over to kiss him, then our lips meant -no meaningless sex, it's time I get a boyfriend- I said to myself. He went on top of me kissing my neck... He slipped his.