Gently pinching my nipple through the thin bra, I sagged a little with the sensation. "Please, Chris. I need to go," I said softly. "I can't do this."...His answer to my plea was to turn me around and give me a small, gentle kiss on the lips. Despite my denials to him, I felt it all the way down to my toes, hitting everything in between. I should have pulled away immediately and left the room. Instead, I'm sure he took my hesitation as approval and did it again. Instead of a small peck, he caught. ..and I had a thing for blue-eyed blondes).The party was a pretty tame affair, given the parental oversight factor.But it did give me a nice dose of the "warm fuzzies".I was the centre of attention (after all, the party was for me), but I had the smug feeling that it wasn't just that the guys were being nice because I'd been out of town for a few years.I was tall, lean, leggy and willowy, with jet black hair and an olive complexion, giving me a light allover tan. I wasn't over endowed in the. Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screams releasing another mind blowing orgasm. Once she could move again she stuffed another pair of boxers into her mouth and working her fingers in into her wanting ass hole." ... om!" She hears a distant voice calling her. She wasn't sure what it said. She was still steadily working her fingers in her ass, by now she was working four fingers in her still wet ass."Mom?" The voice sounds like Eric. She thinks still in a daze."Look at her; she has your boxers in. They returned to the guest room soon thereafter, and the publican and his serving girl began to pile the riches of the cellar onto the newcomers' table.Joerg judged the leader of the group to be in his late twenties. He was a strongly built man, a shade under six feet tall, and the eyes in his bearded face were taking in the other guests with a ready alertness. The eyes rested briefly on the tall youngster, before he was distracted by one of his followers.Meanwhile, the last of the newcomers.