We used to neck in your parents’ driveway at night, and before too long my shirt and bra would be on the back seat. Good thing you lived in the coun...ry. Many a night the only thing that kept me from being totally naked in your car was a pair of very wet panties and my pantyhose.’ ‘I remember you were the first girl that allowed me to take her shirt off. Those bra clasps are nearly impossible to undo when you’re never done it before. I damn near died when I lowered your bra from your breasts for. Yes! Yes!" He moaned with pleasure and soon enough, so was I."Oh does my slut like having her face fucked. Suck my cock you whore." I began sucking on it and I moaned around his dick. He kept thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth."Oh yes!" he cried out and my mouth was full of his seed. He pulled his cock out of my mouth."Show me." I opened my mouth showing him his semen."Now swallow." I swallowed."Good girl. And since you were such a good girl I’m going to reward you. Tell the Master what. . oh forget it." Mom's pussy was sore? From the cycling? "And I'm all sticky," she complained as she ran a finger across her breast and the paint that covered it. Paint that was now gooey and uncomfortable."I'll wash you," I said, then took her hand and before she knew what was going on, started to lead her to the bathroom. "And put lotion on your sore parts." You can't," she protested when she figured out what I was suggesting. I walked her into the large, marble floored shower."And who's. Had they decided not to play?A realisation came over me as I battled the cramp that was creeping into my muscles that I hadn't specified what day the dare was for, had I fucked up so simply?Shit!In the end it was just like one of those cliff-hangers that you get on television.I'd just decided that I'd got it wrong and no one was going to show up and took my eye away from the camera's viewfinder. That's right, I preferred to use the mark-one eyeball instead of the pretty little screen to observe.