I loved it that he could be so unashamed and it just emphasised my need to give myself to him. “Sara, you are an angel sent from heaven. I have never met another woman like you.” He called me a woman. I had never considered myself anything other than a girl. Still seated he pushed his head in under my skirt and started to take in my deep aroma. Then all of a sudden I felt a new sensation as his pointed tongue wove its way up and down my slit. I felt myself leaking more and tilted my head back in pleasure. Once he found his way to my clitoris I couldn’t take any more. I was on the boil and ready to burst. Leaving my panties on the floor where Jamie had left them, I grabbed his hand and led him quickly to the guest bedroom that we had had occupied just hours earlier. He began to take off his shirt so I decided to start on his trousers. In no time I had them off and all that remained were his boxer shorts. I dropped to my knees and began to rub my hand over his very erect shaft. Before. They’d have been wrapped around your cock and balls. I’d be lucky not to taste her twat on your dick whenever I went down on you, just as you would have probably noticed his cum still in my slit whenever you ate me out. Then again, I don’t think that I’d have minded the taste and I doubt that you would have, deep down,” Bethany thought aloud about sloppy seconds.“We might have to test those theories of yours when we bang the youngsters after they’re grown up. If they agree to it or want it, of course. We have to factor in the possibility that the young ones won’t have an attraction to their parents and we don’t want to force anything on them, wouldn’t you agree?” Bill observed, to which Bethany nodded.“Yeah, much as we would have gone for each other in that situation, or someone who looked like each other, doesn’t mean that our kids will feel the same way. For one thing, what if some of them are gay?” Bethany remarked.“That is also quite possible, especially with as many kids as.
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