“Can I taste her… her pussy?” I asked.Mommy gasped and at first I thought I went too far. “Of course you can Bud! Taste it all you want!”... Daddy said and it was all the permission I needed. I crawled down between her legs good and started running the tip of my tongue up her slit, gathering all that cum. I moved it around in my mouth and found that I really liked how she tasted so I ran along again this time with my entire tongue, gathering as much as I could. Mommy was moaning and her. Running a hand through her lover’s hair, she said, “Hurry baby before we are missed!”This was all the encouragement her lover needed to take her ever closer to an orgasm. The tongue moved to her clit. It started stroking back and forth in broad strokes. Then one hand let go of her hip, and its fingers slid into her swollen pussy, burying itself as deep as it could. Before Jan could get used to the fingers buried in her pussy, they began to start stroking back and forth, pumping her deep with. Please come with us!”“I will if I can,” I answered. I guess I didn’t sound enthusiastic enough.“Please?”“I will,” I said. “I’m on my way home now.”It was no problem with Mom and Dad. I didn’t even need to do a sales pitch. They expected that I’d do something with my friends on the holiday. Em was already out and Pey was going to spend the day with one of her friends. Neither Mom or Dad had the day off. Businesses didn’t count President’s Day as a holiday. It was just banks, the post office, and. We stared at each others crotches, both hesitant to reveal our entire naked selves to each other. Then she turned around with her back to me and started peeling off her threadbare panties. She then climbed on the shelf and sat there watching me with her legs closed tightly together. I shucked my briefs and my stiff cock sprang free, the penetrating stare from her enlarged eye bounced back and forth between my dick and my face. I slid by her and sat in my place directly in front of her, staring.