“You can also spit on the floor, and I’ll lick that up,” my mom said. “A good slut won’t let anything go to waste,” she smiled at me and l...cked her lips.Tiffany groaned when I spat in her bowl as well. I had a hard time not smiling – I enjoyed that. I knew it was something she would have delighted to do to me if the tables were turned.She said they should position themselves so that cunts and assholes are visible to those seated at the table. My mom assured us she ate this way anytime she was. I never felt a strong hand before and then he put one finger in my mouth and he slowly took off my tops and i was wearing only bra and then he went for my pants and now i am only in bra and panty. Then he slowly kissed my lips and then he sucked my tongue. I felt like i was in heaven. Then he took off my bra and pressed my boobs like a savage and it hurts really bad and starts screaming and now my panty goes off and i am completely naked in back seat of my car.Then he ordered me to step out of. She turned to him, “well, will I do?” She asked him. Then without waiting for an answer stood up, and walked to her wardrobe. She was dressed in a green bra, with matching knickers, and suspender belt. The knickers were cut high, and she knew her bum looked good in them. Phil’s gazed followed her as she crossed the room. He could see the butterfly tattooed on her bum, through the nylon knickers. She pulled her stockings up, and attached them to the suspender belt, ensuring the suspenders were. One night I dropped her off and she stayed in the car with me for a long time talking. The next thing I knew we were a couple. However, she never really announced it. We never went anywhere together except work and she still maintained to option to date other guys. She told me I had the same option with other girls but again no chance in hell. Our “dates” were necking sessions in the car in her driveway after work. I got nowhere with her. I could feel her big tits but got my hands only about.