Merc was leaning against the backrest of their lounge, watching Betty who was dancing in front of him. The Dj was now spinning a “bump and grind” ...et, and was in the middle of a long set of Prince’s music. As soon as “Partyman” started playing Betty was up and dancing. She was still up shakin’ her ass to “Sexy Motherfucker”. Merc had a hard time deciding whether he should watch Peach Cream or Betty. For this song at least Betty won out. Dave had Andrea sitting in between his legs. She let him look his fill, making no effort to conceal herself. Small breasts, like Beth. Stiff nipples, like Beth."Now you," she said.Pete flushed, suddenly aware of the stiffness in his boxers, but he didn't hesitate, something telling him there would be appreciation, not mockery. He took off his boots, loosened his shorts and pushed them off. He bent and pulled off his socks, then unbuttoned his shirt, sliding it back and off his arms. His boxers were tented in front and Sal looked. “Well, I think you’ve had enough practice sucking my dick, time to break that ass in some more.” She pops her cock out from my mouth and smacks my face with it. Then she struts around behind me. I look up to see my mother and Crystal both watching intently. My mother looks as if she’s trying not to watch, but she can’t take her eyes off me. Crystal, on the other hand, seems to be enjoying it. Although, I feel like I can see a hint of jealousy in her eyes. I can only imagine how envious she is. “Not as hot as you Kanika. I mean you make me drool anytime!” I said. She just slapped my wrist with a smile and gave me the coffee.“So how’s the coffee?” She asked.“Not sure which is amazing. The lady who prepared the coffee or the coffee itself!” I said and she started laughing.I was kinda feeling different to make eye contact hence I was looking at her navel. She slapped my wrist again and said my face is here. I just told her sorry I just got lost.“Oh really? I thought you get lost by.