Jamie walked over to the couch, but Cindy stopped at the door. "Man, do I feel overdressed," she said."If you'll notice, I am wearing clothes as well,... I told her. "It's just the slaves that have to do without, so try not to feel self conscious." It's amazing the way you just say that," she marveled. "It just flows off your tongue: the slaves have to do without. You do realize that in normal homes, people don't have slaves, don't you?" Well, I guess that would depend on how you define normal,". ”“I don’t think Cynthia’s parents are going to be ‘cool’ about this,” Jesse replied.“Both girls had STI tests, right? And you were responsible about birth control?”“Yes.”“Then there’s nothing for us to do. Make sure you tell your moms so they know what’s likely to happen tomorrow.”“Thanks, Dad.”I left Dad’s study and went back to the coach house. My moms were due back from their lunch, so I just popped Mario Kart 64 into the console. I was totally disappointed that we’d been interrupted, but I. She does, still a little worried but getting into it more and more. As she strokes it, it gets harder and harder until it feels it’s about to burst. Then she starts, damn she’s good. She lowers her head to my lap and sticks her tongue out. She runs the stud in her tongue all around the head and underside of my dick. She flicks the tip with her tongue and it feels so right. Then she just swallows the whole cock deep into her throat. Her tongue is amazing, it undulates and I can’t even think. I was really impressed with the view because it was literally right on the beach and I could make out the forms of naked bodies sprawled in various angles of repose here and there in the early morning mist. I saw one guy fully clothed come from his car and he was immediately chased from the scene by a naked security guard with a card that informed him of the beach rules. No membership was required but each visitor must be totally naked to gain admittance. That brought a smile to my face because.