Perhaps the double whammy of me being so young & this being so risque fired him up. I could feel his manhood now rock hard in his boxers. He went down...on me. He pulled my panties off, exposing me to his desires. I had experienced oral sex before but it was mostly a lick x 3. He went at me. His hands gripped my waste as he ate me out. I could understand why Mom made those sounds. I became soaking wet, my own juices covering his face. He was relentless, never stopping and I could feel he was in. Next to kitchen was his mother’s room where I saw his mother in just towel wrapped on her body as she had just come out of shower.Seeing her wet I got aroused.Later same night when my friend slept I decided to flirt with her in order to get a opportunity with her.I went inside kitchen where she was doing house chores.I started talking with her and she was also talking with me.I started complimenting her and she also thanked for it.She was blushing when I used to compliment which gave me. My shirt tears as it is pulled from her, forcing her hands down again. My hands grab the waist of her skirt and pull, ripping the zipper and the seam all the way down the back. Now I can see her entire sexy outfit. It had never been meant for anyone’s pleasure but mine and my boyfriend. She tries to push off of the desk, but I shove her down again. I give her round ass a smart smack that leaves it stinging and red. She hisses from the pain, " Ouch!," but don’t try to push up again. I began. "That chip represents Rachel's shirt," Jeff answered. "Whoever wins the pot gets to keep Rachel's shirt."The room suddenly got quiet and I felt all eyes turn to me. As they played out the hand, I took a closer look at the pile of chips near Jeff. There were three other small chips. Those and the one in the pot were clearly for the four items of clothing that he had me wearing. Then there were three medium sized chips and one large chip. I didn't know what they were for, but my stomach was.