I delved into her wetness with my tongue. I slurped and sucked. I licked and nibbled at her, reveling in her taste and scent. She groaned and moaned. ... sucked her clit in between my lips and shook my head from side to side. She came then for the first time. She shrieked and I imagined her mother listening downstairs. I plunged my tongue as deep as it would go into her and she pushed up against my face.I had forgotten what she had said about not wanting her ass included in our play. I slipped a. He kept trying to slide his hands down inside of her shorts to grab her ass underneath, but the shorts were too tight. Eventually he unbuttoned the shorts from the front so that he could reach inside them and grab her ass. I couldn't help but wonder if his hands were under her panties as well, and that kind of turned me on.At the point in time where he had finally started to roam his hands inside the back of my mom's shorts, he had leaned his head down and started to suck on her nipples. I. He stole a look at her face. She looked slightly flushed, and he realized she'd had a bit to drink herself. Her eyes smiled as they caught his, a hint of mischief in them."Mark," she said, in a low murmur, "do you remember that time ... in that class, when we were in the back of the theater?"Of course he remembered. He had been reliving it all evening. They'd had a class together -- introduction to dramatic arts or something like that. They had put on a Shakespeare play. What was it? He. " "What?!" I said taken aback. "You mean you dare me to pay for the gas with cum on my face?" "Yeah" he said, "what's the matter, don't have the nerve?" From what I he saw me do in his fraternity shower and what he heard I had to do on spring break, he knew I had the nerve. "What's in it for me?" I asked with a grin. "If you do it, I'll eat you out for half an hour," he said. I thought about it for a second and without answering him, I leaned over and undid the button and zipper of his pants..