I really think you should thank Lily for laughing at you." That's true. She did laugh, didn't she?" Yes, and she's been lazy too, so she deserves lots... of thanking." Plus there's my scientific interest in comparative racial pussy tastes. We shouldn't underestimate how important that is. That decides it then! Lily, get ready for some rigorous, scientific pussy licking."Lily had been ready for some time, so all she said was, "Good."Lily had been watching me screw Pat repeatedly, and was in the. When he is on a track, only direct action gets him off -- if that.“My mother told me to never talk to strangers.”“Stranger? We’ve been married three years.” Four, but who’s counting? Not the numbers man, that’s for sure.“And you’re stranger than anyone I ever met.” He laughed at that. Bill has his faults, a single-track mind, inability to take a hint, and a rotten memory -- to mention just the immediate problems. He also has his virtues. One is that he can laugh at himself; he can even enjoy. .thanks ma." I said taking a sip. "That's not all." she said reaching into her pocket. "I promised your father I'd give this to you when you were old enough." she said handing me a small box wrapped in deep blue wrapping paper. I tore into the cobalt paper and found a decorative wooden box with a strange shield printed on it. "That's the O'Hare family crest." Mom said. I opened the box slowly to find a pocket watch, antique judging by the ware it sported. "That watch belonged to your. ” She then lay on her stomach on the lounger and looked across at Helen. “Mmm, okay. That was so nice, so relaxing. I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed yours.” Helen got up from the lounger, her bikini top falling to the floor. Emma gazed at Helen as she got up, she stared at Helen's pert breasts, she couldn't help but notice her large nipples, her large erect nipples. She couldn't be cold, and then she thought about the sounds she had made as she rubbed the lotion into her skin. Helen.