You know that you're intended to stand there. You shuffle forward intensely conscious of your nakedness. You stand there for several seconds. "Hello?"...you call out.At first you hear and see nothing but then just beyond the range of the spotlight you see a shadowy figure. You can see a vague outline of a man. You cannot see the details of his face but you feel his gaze upon you looking over your body. You feel a blush cross your face and you start to try to cover your nakedness with your hands. I was so far gone I didn’t care, as long as I was being played with. He pulled his pants off and stuck his cock in my mouth, I eagerly started sucking him weirdly thrilled at the opportunity. I vaguely noticed Jen was back and allowed her to spread my legs to expose my wet pussy to her. I moaned as she gently played with my pussy, opening it up.Suddenly I felt a long tongue thrust inside me. I took a break from sucking Frank to look down. I should have been shocked, but oddly wasn’t, to. Why should I hide it and keep it from him? Why should I neglect my son the pleasure of my body? If in his adolescence he needs a tit, touch it, experiment with it.. Why shouldnt I show him mine? Whats wrong with showing him my tits? Whats so bad about him sucking my tits so he can give himself and myself pleasure? If I have legs, an ass, a pussy and tits and my son in his teenage years wants to know how to use them for sexual pleasure. Why am not going to allow him to touch me, kiss me or that. She used two fingers to push into Cynthia’s slit, as she sucked on her clit. The smells coming from Cynthia’s pussy were wonderful. Taylor was still sitting on Cynthia’s face, she leaned forward a bit, putting her hands on Cynthia’s tits, massaging them, to hold her upright. Alex looked up from Cynthia’s hot pussy to see Taylor groping Cynthia while she ate her. Alex, being eaten out herself, couldn’t help but wonder how any of them could deny that this was an amazing experience. Alex thought.