FasterShe brings you to a climax and laps up your juicesShe inserts a finger into your tight cunt, then another She pumps her fingers in and out as sh... sucks on your clitYou play with your erect nipples, moaning She stops and comes back up to kiss you, you taste your juices on her lips You roll so she's beneath you and undress herYou go between her legs and suck on her clit, while fucking her cunt with two of your fingersYou go so fast your arm burns and she cumsYou drink her juices She reaches. It does not seem to bother our mothers. I guess they are happy we are hitting it off. Then, it starts after dinner.Our mothers’ conversation dies down, and Mrs. Donna brings it up. "Amy hasn't taken care of the laundry in a while, so she needs a punishment. What about Billy?"Mom replies, "yeah, him too. He's been masturbating too much and it has been keeping me up at night."Whoa. Doesn't this fall under too much information for our guests? I couldn't believe it. Not only am I getting punished,. Yeah, that's real love alright. And all that talk about Tara being my girlfriend, huh, nothing but a smokescreen, very clever, Jen, very clever." No, no that's not it, I..."Ken raised his hand. "I don't want to hear it. I don't want to hear any more of your lies, your conniving. Just leave me alone. Right now I can't stand the sight of you."Jen's heart dropped. He didn't say or do anything she hadn't really expected, but she had clung to the slightest thread of hope. She could see in his face,. Say what you have to say.’ The party went quiet. Everyone was listening. ‘May I sit down?’ I assumed the answer was yes, for Trish was masking Ann where she stood. ‘I have some photographs. Some of them you have seen. Here.’ I could see her taking out the photos. She laid them on the table one at a time. ‘I’ve seen them before,’ said Ann with exaggerated patience. ‘It’s him and his other woman.’ ‘At the hotel. Yes, I know. Look at the date and time. And this one in the restaurant, five.