Luckily John was not there and I was able to throw my soiled panties in the laundry and take a shower. When I got out I was literally walking bow legg...d my pussy was so sore. So sore in fact I had to make up an excuse to not have sex with John later that evening. I told him I was on my period and he left me alone. The next morning I made the decision to to quit the community service program and just go back to paying the R.A tax. The only thing was it was scheduled out a week in advance so I. But then I swiftly turned myself around and, still on top of him, I swallowed his length as I pushed my wetness on his lips. His tongue quickly started to run over my clit and I struggled to keep sucking him as well, the sensations overwhelming after all that teasing.After not too long, and by the time I thought my much delayed orgasm was starting to build, his hands pushed my thighs away from his face and I reluctantly moved to his side, not without a small noise of disappointment.“I think. She giggled.And then she reached down, without a word, and quick as shit pulled her shorts off.She was standing there in a pair of white bikini underwear and a white bra. And I had a fucking hard-on.Christina looked at her, completely shocked, and utterly speechless."Holy shit. What are you doing?" she finally said.My stepdaughter looked at her, looked at me, her face beet red, and finally spoke."I dunno. It's just something dangerous. It's something risky. Something I've never done. I guess. ’ ‘Not saying anything .. cool with it ?’ ‘Yeah, so .. I’m not having a cow or nothin’ … ‘sides, I saw that old chick dump her drink on you .. totally fucked up. ‘ ‘Excuse me, but you are using the bathroom aren’t you?’ ….she flushed … ‘I was.’ .. I was still reeling from the fact that she was sitting there and then she stood up pulling her flowered granny panties up over surprisingly voluptuous thighs. She smiled and said her name was Diana. She was wearing what looked to be a catholic.