Eventually I began to obsess, I needed to get these girls naked. How do I do that?Mom worksWhat I realized was, often while we were there, my mom woul... have to run out for work, leaving us all without parental supervision for a while. Most of the time my friends had no idea we were all alone but I usually knew. This is when I got my first idea. The first time my mom took off for work I strolled out to the deck and announced to all the girls, “Okay girls mom left, you can all take your tops off. I could tell he liked it when I took him so deeply that I gagged and my eyes watered. It was so sloppy and as I drew him out of my throat, thick streams of my saliva ran down his shaft, glistening in the light. He pulled me onto him in a 69 position and his mouth latched onto my swollen clit as I started sucking him again. The moans of my third orgasm were muffled by his cock in my throat. He flipped me onto my back and I opened my legs, willing him to hurry up and fuck me. I gasped as he. I could unexpectedly feel myself dewing along my pussy. A delicious thrill ran through me as she whimpered and I could feel my own nipples erect in sympathy with hers. The wine was delicious. My every sense was enhanced and alive. I could almost see the pulse racing at her delicate, pale throat. I watch her like a stalking cat watches an injured bird. She snatches glimpses up at me, in between dropping her gaze, frightened. She pulls surreptitiously at the cuffs. Good luck with that, I think. It also left very little time for a social life, not like I had one. People seemed to avoid me. I wasn’t sure whether it was my intellect, my interest in ancient societies, or the morbid way I dressed that put people off, but I was almost always alone. I checked my cell phone. It was 2:00 AM. I sighed. I was beginning to worry I’d hit a wall, and had spent all night looking for new information. My thesis on the ancient Greek cult that worshiped Hades was dying. I would have laughed at the irony.