He said. What’s down there? I pointed to where my cock lived. He said that’s our cock. Say it. I said cock. Don’t let me hear you call it anyth...ng else unless I tell you too. I said ok.When I had finished undressing him, he began to remove my clothes. This time, when he got to my underpants he knelt down in front of me and put his lips over my tiny cock through them. I felt his hot lips through the cloth. He lifted his head and asked me what it felt like. I told him it was hot and felt quite. Things got strange that night as I watched them. Mom's face was turned up towards me, and I had the weirdest feeling that she was staring right at me. I was hidden pretty well, so I knew that she probably could not see me, but it felt like her eyes were on me. This caused my cock to swell even more than I thought possible. I came pretty quickly after that.For the next couple of weeks I would notice them in that position and I always had a feeling that she was staring at me. Lately, she began to. My breasts were being massaged to perfection, the hands flowed across my arms down my side, continued to my thighs, along the full length of my legs, and culminating at my pussy. There, all four hands came together and soothed the area of my inner thigh, labia lips and by now, a supremely happy clitoris as fingers entered me and did their magic. Not a word was spoken during this pleasure giving, as it stopped, all went silent again. Everything was silent again as I awaited the next delight. . ” I said. It was not a bad prom by any means. I hung out with my friends and had some fun with Donna. I wanted to make sure nothing came between us. I was on my best behavior. Our fake relationship had to last so I could keep banging her Mom.I took Donna home at 11pm and walked her to the front door. She gave me a small kiss on the cheek. Then I saw the light flicker over our heads. The door slowly opened. “Hi! Did you guys have fun tonight?” said Mrs. Bell. I smiled. “Yes! Buck.