I thought they sent a signal that I was alive. And it seemed to work a lot. Unlike Debbie, John and I had partaken of just the right amount of liqui... courage. We drank in enough to open our minds to new pleasures and enough to be free to act. And I did. I reached for John’s belt when he arose from the couch and his pants fell to the floor. When he pulled his shorts down I took him in my mouth and began to pleasure him slowly, trying to remember the images of the girls in the dirty movies. I bring you in to a small stand of trees and bushes that no one can see us in. You stand in front of me as my hands move up you legs under your dress to find your pussy. I start to rub your clit through your panties as we hear people running around us. MMMM Naughty boy you moan as you bite your lip watching me. I can feel you getting wetter as we both know that we could be caught at any time. My other hand moves to your breast and starts to play your nipples. My cock starts to throb as I hear. "Oh....oh wow....Steve, you were right, man." and he put his hand on my head, overcome at how well I sucked his dick.Steve laughed as he was behind me and said "Yep, what I tell you bro?" and he pulled up my summer dress and got it off me and then pulled off my panties and then began to fuck my pussy from behind while I continued to suck his friend's dick. "Fuck yeah mom, I knew you'd be a good slut for us." Patrick took my head and began to pump my face with his cock and was groaning and. My Dad drives by about half an hour later."I am presuming that there is a damn good reason fo' this." he asks after we're in the car. He's pretty pissed."It's at Trina's." That is a location, not a reason. A reason is explanation that makes sense of an event an' I am still waitin' for a good one." He using his 'court room voice' - very slow, very formal mostly to control his tone and his accent. He's pretty damn pissed."Ran out of gas."He stops the car. Now I'm in for it. "You have no god.