Cum on my fingers, baby. Cum in my mouth.” Your mouth is back on my clit, sucking it, swirling around it. Your fingers moving faster and harder.My o...gasm crashes down on me, washing over every inch of my flesh. The walls of my pussy clench the fingers inside me. I moan and writhe under you. Slowly, you pull your fingers out of me. Your mouth still on my mound. You lick my slit, your tongue dipping inside me, tasting my cum. You pause and say “Yum. You taste amazing. Sweet, so sweet.” You. “Silly me” Stephen was thinking. “I thought Latoya and her friend were just after a bit of cock for themselves and that bit of cock was going to my lucky little penis. Nothing in life is every that simple, is it?” Stephen was thinking this but said nothing. He just stood their in his birthday suit with his willie hanging limply and slightly to the left of his balls. He looked at Latoya waiting for her to finish.Latoya continued when she thought Stephen was ready but this time in a louder. Having turned eighteen a few months earlier, I was being treated to an adult experience by Holly. Slightly less than a year older than me, we were Irish twins. My sister was in her first year of college and was going to a Halloween frat party.Holly had even invited me to attend with her and her friends. We were all under the legal drinking age but that was not going to make a difference to the frat boys. Holly informed me that there would be a good supply of alcohol and our twenty dollar. She's off to Amsterdam with some of her friends to visit my sister next week." Going to bring back anything... special?" Denise asked slyly."I really don't think so! I never brought her up that way, honest!" They both dissolved in giggles. Denise knew about Elizabeth's past as a 'child of the sixties' — she'd been in her mid twenties when things were 'happening', and had been a full part of the lifestyle. This after being a 'Mod', before meeting her 'Rocker' future husband. Denise had told her.