I felt those fingers cup my balls as hot most lipsbegan to ride my cock in an ever faster and moreenergetic rhythm until there was nothing but that mo...thand those fingers making me quietly groan in extremepleasure.I quickly looking down to see that the tablecloth wasstill covering my lap. I briefly noticed that there wasmovement under the cloth as if a head was bobbingagainst it. Then as I blew my load I looked over at Cheryl besideme. She looked at me and smiled. I couldn’t believe. He’s getting a bit strange with the stuff he wants to do with me.”I reached out to her hand. She scooted closer and seemed to really appreciate the gesture. “Like what?” I asked, as curious as I was concerned.“He ties me up, or wants to piss on me. A week before he left he had a party with two of his buddies. They all got drunk and took turns on top of me. I am feeling like a whore but maybe that’s just what I am.” She was near tears, I could tell.“Oh, Connie. I didn’t know. You’re too good to. You moan with me and I suck harder and deeper as I finger myself, sliding my finger over my clit.You are close. I can feel it and taste it. Your cock is throbbing in my mouth, swelling. Then I feel it. You tremble beneath me, grunting, holding my head in place as you shoot your load into my greedy mouth. I swallow what I can, the rest lands perfectly on my chest. I look up at you and bring my hand to my chest, spreading your cum with my fingers across my nipples.I slide my fingers back to my. Is that even legal?”“You’re eighteen! I don’t think you’d get arrested. I bet she fucks really good!”“If you want to fuck my mother, that’s your business. I don’t want to have sex with her. That’s just fucked up.”“You’ve always said she doesn’t really act like a mother. Dude, we should fuck her! You could fuck her ass and I’ll fuck her cunt. She’d fucking love it! We should just sit in the living room with our tight boxers with boners and see what she’d do. I bet she’d fuck us.