Trace is several inches shorter, and 18. We're both white, my skin being darker than hers, which is pretty bright. She has long, blonde hair, and blue...eyes. I have brown eyes, my hair is shaved along the side and back, long and brown down the front with bleached, copper tips. My facial hair is grown out.I hold Trace's ass open enough to eat, and I lean forward to start doing just that. I lick her asshole and she moans out so quietly. I kiss the little ring just once, then start licking again,. She circled one hand around my waist and put the other on my cock. Her grip was like silk and steel. She stroked me as if she was mesmerized. She liked looking as much as being watched. Cee turned her head right to left again and again in order to have at least some eye contact with her three partners. Mitch moved onto his knees till his hips were even with Cee’s mouth. When she noticed, she raised a hand and began stroking him through the slick fabric of his workout pants. Sue looked up. This however meant I got a good look of his backside. When he turned around to sit down again he did not dare to look at me. I however couldn't take my eyes of him. At some point he noticed my gaze and we locked eyes.His head was still fire red with embarrassment, but I assume mine must haven been just as bad. After what felt like an eternity he simply stated. “What are you waiting for? Now is your turn.” The words took some time to register but when they did I got up and started dancing. I. They were still hanging up like my grandma had requested, exactly wherethey were meant to be, however I could discreetly remember that she hadused the word 'proudly' as part of her deal with me, hearing her voicesay it in my head. Feeling a bit of guilt, I supposed that what I haddone couldn't have been constituted as pride, however I didn't feel likeshe would have checked, rather that she could trust me.Knowing that I was now betraying her trust, put a very heavy hole withinmy heart..