You have a nice ass. I bet you’ve been told that a lot, though. I’m sorry, dear, do you mind that I said that?”I was flushed with more warmth fl...oding my body. I stammer out my reply, “Thank you … no … I mean.”He chuckles, “Take a breath, Karen.”“Yes, sir … sorry, sir. I meant … thank you for the … ummm … compliment, sir. No, I haven’t heard that much before.”“I find that hard to believe.”“Well, sir … I haven’t really … well … I haven’t really …”“You haven’t been exposed to men like me much. Looks like you have been living in the sun. You have a great tan.”“Thanks. Yes, I spend a good bit of time at the beach or jogging.”“Well, I hope you don’t have any tan lines.” He said with a giggle.“Actually, I don’t”, I said laughing but also telling the truth.“I think you need to prove that to me.”“OK, when?”He stood silent for a minute, looking at me and, I guess, trying to determine if I was serious or just messing with him. “There’s a party tonight, so why don’t I pick you up at. She was wearing long, black satin opera glovesand, as she smoothed the bodice down, after zipping me up, they hissedtheir way sexily over the fabric, satin on taffeta.Mother was standing behind me and she pressed her delectable bodyagainst my back, writhing her firm titties against me as her sensuouslybegloved hands, captured, felt and fondled my own tender and achingbreasts, feeling up my hard little nipples. I leaned back against herand my head was resting on her bare, perfumed shoulder. She. Soon my jeans went away, and so did his. His shorts had a bulge to them, and if he checked he'd find my panties were wet.The others were doing the same, and before long I decided I'd had enough of just having my boobs held. I knelt and began sucking the boy's dick. His name was Tom, and I joked in my mind that his member grew out of a very hairy patch on his body. The joke: Tom's Dick was Hairy. I didn't share this with anyone.I knew he was eager to get between my legs, but he exhibited.