.. How to lightly lick my clit when it was sensitive... How to finger my hole. God, what he was doing down there felt so daaamned goooooood... Closing...my eyes and thinking of nothing but the tongue moving on my clit and the fingers pushed deep inside me. Oh shit, it wasn't long until I was humping my pussy against his mouth... My cum was wetting his cheeks and chin... My cunt was clenching... My back and neck were bowing upwards... My hands were grabbing Jason's hair pulling his mouth hard. It was a sweet kiss, but not a long one. She was still breathing like she’d run a mile or two.“Ohhhh” moaned Donna beside us. I rolled my head over and she was masturbating furiously. Claire was right behind her, her whole swim suit off now, and her hand between her legs as she stood/squatted, the three fingers covering her clit and pussy lips moving back and forth so fast they were a blur.“That was sooooo cool,” moaned my sister, who was supposed to be grossed out by seeing her brother fuck. Lee was never married nor did she ever have children ,but she did have a friend that lived with her . Carol {her friend} had been married and had two daughters , sometimes it did make it difficult for us. On the nights when the children were gone we would fuck for hours in her bedroom. Carol would be there so I knew she would hear us yet it would never seem to bother her. Lee told me several times that she had asked her if she would like to join us but she always said no.Having a three some. I went by Mrs. King's the day after I met her, mowed her lawn and weeded her flowerbeds. She paid me well, and offered me lemonade and a light lunch after. A week or so later, I met Cindy, her daughter. Or rather, that's when I learned her name. She was tall and lanky and awkward in that way that only teenagers are. Her hair was long, brown and flat, and her breasts seemed small in comparison to Janet's. She was also the girl who worked in the drugstore I bought condoms from."I know you," she.