"But despite correcting Linda, Tina was gazing at her thoughtfully and grinning devilishly.Linda smiled. "It felt nice, anyhow. But--well, I've got mo...e cum in me, now--in a different place--and I was just wondering if you might want to lick that up, too?" Why, you naughty girl! You want me to suck your cunt!"Embarrassed, Linda said, "Oh, no--I just thought you might like to suck the cum out of it--not suck it, itself." Because we ain't lesbians, right?" Oh, we certainly aren't lesbians--I know. The two of us continued laughing and catching up and ended up closing the steak house down around 11 o'clock. After the steak house my mom and I walked back to the hotel where she opened up her suitcase, got her pajamas out and went into the bathroom to change, while I sat on the bed and flipped through the channels. About 5 minutes passed, the bathroom door opened up and out came my mom in her long black nighty. She slid into bed, kissed me on the cheek and said to get some rest as we had a. Every night I’d lie in bed, imagining what his cock would feel like in my pussy and rub myself off, orgasming over and over. And I know he did the exact same thing every night. Billy begged and pleaded, but I kept saying no. He said he’d be careful, he’d pull out, he’d only do it when I was “safe.” I knew better. I knew what the result of actually doing it would be, though. There were more than a few girls who’d gotten themselves “in. I'm Robert Groves and was originally from Central Texas, but I had received a great academic scholarship from there to study architecture, then come back home to design homes, buildings, and such. Their school of architecture is a very fine school. I had made many friends, most notably Jeffery Bridges II. He and I met my first day there and he was a local; well, Pendleton, SC, which is like five miles from the campus. We were both just starting our first year, in the same courses, and in many.