I wasn't to concerned before because I new Mark really couldn't reach anything. In this new position with her legs spread partially open he could touc... her sex if he was daring enough. I started to get a warm feeling and instead of yelling at Mark to stop, I began to wonder where his fingers were and what they were doing. We passed under a street lamp and just for a brief moment I could see his hand move under her skirt at the top of her thighs.My mouth started to get dry and I could actually. I’m a little surprised at the pace of your rhythm, going in and out faster and faster, breathing heavier and heavier. Then suddenly, you hand shoves my face down ‘Lick me know as I come on your face and this cock.’ You feel my tongue hit your pussy and your thighs tighten quickly as you come so hard. This time your spent and lay your legs flat and try and catch your breath. You pat the pillow next to you and I come up. You smile as you see my entire face is covered in your wetness and you give. Then there was the trim, the keratin treatment, the blowout, and the makeup Stephan used to fix me up for the night that went right in my bag along with a gift certificate for the lingerie shop next door where I picked up a couple of silk panties and matching bras — and it wasn’t as if I could wear a bra with any of the dresses he bought for me. I walked into our room, a suite actually, wearing one of my new dresses and a pair of shoes and heard Michael go quiet on a phone conversation he was. That said, when my summer job on campus got cut at the last minute due to budget reductions, I was not overly excited about going home. Afterall, there were not a lot of guys in the small town Mom had moved to that were going to be worth all the work I put in on my body. I had gotten Mom's good looks. We are both about 5'9", long waists, low hung tits, flat bellies and wide hips. I am a 36 C while Mom is a 38 D, and we each love to wear halters and low cut tops, since we have more space.