Her fingers exit my mouth leaving it empty, panting, dribbling and needy. Her arm circles my waist; pulls me into her, holds me upright as my legs col...apse beneath me. Without that arm, without her hand tightly circling my wrist, I’d be little more than a giant, twitching pool of cum juice spreading across the bar’s cool tiled floor. “I think we ought to go and find you that drink.” So she leads me; left hand gripping my left wrist, her right arm encircling my narrow waist, her right palm. Of all the places to take a family vacation, my parents chose a dude ranch in the middle of Nowhere, New Mexico, where, they had noted excitedly, we’d be able to ride horses and learn how to square dance. How thrilling. We’d already driven two hundred miles that morning, and we still had another six hundred to go. We wouldn’t reach the ranch until that evening, and it looked like I was going to die of boredom before then. My parents said that flying would have ruined part of the whole vacation. Each splash of come makes you hotter and hotter. You start furiously start fingering fucking yourself with one hand, and milking his cock with the other. "Come!," he shouts. Your cunt juices come streaming out of your pussy as you scream out in pleasure.He stuffs his cock back inside your mouth for cleaning. Then he says, "I told you that you'd like it slut." He continued "you are going to make an excellent semester slut for my frat Jane Doe. He then says "Jane go into the mens bathroom and. I could hear Denise saying something like, "um, sure, no problem ... yes, that's fine." Shortly, I heard her hang up, and she came around the corner. Very motherly, hands on hips, she didn't even need to ask her daughter question.Lissa said, "god, I like totally forgot. Sorry..."I looked from one to the other, confused. Lissa explained further, for my benefit more than for her mom's. "Yesterday when I was at Marie's, she asked if it would be ok for her to come over today, since Jeff -- that's.