It looked like a hungry, pink mouth. I tentatively placed a hand on each of her smooth cheeks, spread them apart as much as I could and puckered. I sl...wly inched my head towards her ass, wanting to go slow like she had told me earlier. Kiss it, lick it!! she curtly ordered. I dove in and kissed her asshole. As I was about to lick it she suddenly grabbed my hair again and pulled me forwards, rolling her hips up at the same time. She pulled my nose directly into her spread pink pussy as my tongue. I switched channels until I got to a station with the local news."I haven't told you everything yet. Lauren wanted me to take Carla until she sorted things out. When I refused, she tricked me into waiting for her while she went to the car to get something. But she just got in and drove off." We have a just breaking news story," the news anchor said. "Lauren St. Clair," her picture appeared on the screen, "the local women suspected of involvement in the recent wedding shooting of Carlos Tomas,. Cheerfully I explained all that I said and how I stopped short of actually asking her out, which I guess was the right move anyway. Mom explained how it was still too soon to do that and that I needed to make her feel more comfortable first."So I should just keep talking to her?" Yes," Mom said and followed by suggesting that since my birthday was right around the corner, I should invite her and some friends over for a party."Oh, Mom. I don't think I can do that. Besides, I really don't have. I like my cock squeezed with your lips. You want me to pull your hair while I face-fuck you? So that you'll do everything I say? Like a little blowjob slave? I bet you do. You want to SUCK my cock like a little slut. You're gonna suck on my shaft and then you're gonna lick my balls. My balls are full of cum, and I'm gonna make you suck my cock until I shoot the entire contents of my balls deep down your throat, understand? I'll shoot your mouth so full of cum you can gargle it. You're excited.