Emily moved over the young girl, overwhelming Cathy's abilities with her womanly finesse. They rolled to the floor in a 69 position, legs clamping over ears, hands pulling at buttocks. Emily lifted Cathy to lay back on the arm of the couch and used her increasingly expert tongue on the young girl's cunt while probing her ass with one finger, savoring what seemed to be a lighter taste than that of Patty's cunt. Cathy cried out in orgasm, pulling hard on Emily's hair and kicking her heels against her back.
Lifting her face up glistening with Cathy's juices, Emily stood and pulled her roughly by the hair. She dragged her to the floor by the couch and then sat straddling her. She reached for her hair again, pulling her close.
"Okay, you little bitch," Emily said. "Why don't you give me a real orgasm this time?"
Emily grabbed her hair in both hands and pulled her face up against her pussy and then held her there with her feet on Cathy's back as the young girl knelt at her task, using her fingers and tongue and the endurance of youth to bring her best friend's mother to a loud, soul shattering climax.
They might have heard a sneeze or two while they were busy with their pleasure. If they did, they didn't say.
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Sherona Mosswell wasn't the type of woman who took "no" for an answer. Not gracefully, anyway. What she was getting now from her mother wasn't quite a "no." It was more of a "you wouldn't understand."
"But what is it, a block party?" she asked her mother as she followed her through the living room to the kitchen. "I live on the block, don't I?"
"It's not up to me, honey," Tania Mosswell said, wondering how on earth Sherona had heard about the party anyway. "They already made out the guest list."
"And I bet it's just people on the block that got invited," her daughter said, leaning her shapely butt against the stove and crossing her arms below her large breasts.
"Well, maybe, but it's for couples," Tania said tiredly. She and her daughter were too much alike. Neither would give up on a subject until they were satisfied it was done.
"Couples? Well, I can be a couple." Sherona had taken her cue from watching the happy foursome in the Carter's family room the other week. Knowing about that little party, and reading her mother's obtuse answers, Sherona could guess what kind of party they were going to. She didn't believe it of her parents, but she still thought she knew. Because she knew, she made the most inappropriate choice to become a couple that she could think of.
"Tillman and I can be a couple," she said, watching for the reaction. "He isn't that bad."
The reaction to that suggestion was a widening of her mother's eyes and a quick intake of breath.
"You're brother and sister," Tania snapped, quickly. But that was the wrong thing to say to get her daughter off her back.
"So what? It's just a party. They gonna play party games? Need couples for that?" The tone of Sherona's voice indicated that she thought the whole thing was somewhere beyond stupid.