I could feel myself getting wet. I still said nothing.Mom’s lips kissed the top of my butt. She kissed me all over my ass. Her hands caressed the in...ides of my thighs. I spread my legs a little further and my mom’s fingers brushed my legs to within an inch of my pussy. Her hands came up and fondled my ass, her kisses now along the crack of my butt. She pulled my cheeks apart slightly and I felt her tongue on my asshole.I moaned, I know I did. Apparently encouraged, my mom’s tongue licked around. We will also stand guard for each other, meaning if one of us wants to play with someone alone, the other will go do something else for those 3-4 hours or the whole night, but this is something we do only with people we have known a while and played with before. One rule is never broken and that is that we are either together or we always know where and with whom the other is. So, we started on our entrees. I’ve never seen Gretchen eat so slowly. She wanted the guys to catch up so we would not. This time when Nurse Kramer demonstrated how easily every area could be touched, she rolled my nipples between her fingers and did not stop playing with my vagina and clit until I visibly shuddered in orgasm on stage. She thanked me for my participation in the assembly. I got a round of applause from the audience and I was allowed to return to my seat."Wow," Brenda reacted as I sat beside her now off stage but in the very front row of seats. "Did I just see the Ice Princess get off on stage?". I knew even touching her with intent would never happen, it was taboo, and I'm sure she wouldn't ever dream of it. She was about 5' 7", about 180 lbs, with just enough chunk to make her ass plump and her tits so voluptuous. She had long brown hair, and crimson eyes, she was surprisingly beautiful for 45 years of age. It was my 18th birthday. A great birthday, but my family never celebrated that wildly, so the day was relaxed, yet satisfying. My dad was away on business, in Russia. After the.