Thinking back, I'm amazed that my inhibitions had been lowered and that I did it. I blame it on the liquor and grass. I scooted under Kelly's spread legs and looked up to see her bald beaver. The slit between her thighs was open a bit and I could see a bit of her c**t and her inner folds. She had no concerns about what I was going to do. She lowered her pelvis and put her p***y right on my face. I began to munch on her cunt. I used the techniques I had developed with my wife. I flicked my tongue over her sensitive little love button and was rewarded with a spurt of sweet-smelling nectar, the essence of womanhood, wetting my face. Sis squirmed around on my face, getting herself off. She got wetting and wetter. She mushed her snatch over my face like she was juicing an orange or something. S
