“Oh all right,” Stephanie’s mother said, her tone even more petulant than usual. “But I’m going to be busy later so you need to find your ow... ride home.”Michael and his friends started right in where they’d left off the day before, teasing and flirting. Their attention was like a drug to the young girl. She soaked it up, basked in it.When she told the boys she needed a ride, Michael quickly volunteered. Stephanie was a bit tense after practice when they got in his car, a battered Honda. She’d. He sat down next to my head where he’d get a good view. ‘I said eat her,’ he repeated, his eyes flashing. Becky flushed again and lowered her head, her mouth inches from my slit. I forced myself to keep still and let her go at her own pace. Her tongue darted out and touched my clit, making me gasp. Paul grabbed one of my nipples and squeezed it, pulling it up and away from my body. He twisted it back and forth as she started licking faster. I groaned and she seemed to get more excited. She. Somehow, the evening had gone from 6:30 to 11 pm. We had also managed to drain four bottles of wine between us. I looked over to see my wife was no laying across the patio couch with her sundress riding up. She had on a pair of everyday gray bikini brief underwear that was clearly in view. Our neighbor had become entranced as he was now starring directly without shame. His own shorts gave clear evidence that the sight my wife was presenting was having an impact on him. I told my wife it was now. ”“Okay, your loss Suzie.”“That’s a matter of opinion.” I replied as he gave up and left.I waited until he was out of sight then put my legs back where they had been before that guy had spoilt my fun. At least he’d got a good look at my pussy when he had been sober.I stayed there pretending to read my book and watching more people walk by. Although quite a few people looked up and saw me I was disappointed that it wasn’t a higher number. As I watched them I tried to think of places where I could.