I gripped my sheets as I watched him pleasure me. I barely knew who he was and yet I needed him. I needed his body. I needed to please him. The feel o... his tongue was making me insane with arousal, but it was short lived. He only gave me a quick tease of oral pleasure before he stopped and pulled off his tie and shirt. “I got something for you,” he said as he unzipped his pants revealing his hard cock. I quickly sat up and without hesitation, took his cock in my mouth. “That didn’t take long,”. "Mmmm, I wonder how old she is," Susan said. "I would say she got in here on a fake ID for certain." I nodded and called one of our security personnel over. "Once the song is over go over there and check that girls ID. Bring her over to our table when you find out it's fake." He nodded and moved away into the crowd. I took Susan's hand and led her to our reserved table. It was somewhat removed from the crowd and we could talk without shouting during the songs. We sat down and sipped our drinks.. Rafaela burst up from her bed, glaring at me. She wore a low-cut crop top that showed off her large breasts and the tattoo of an angel on the inner slope of her left tit. If I found the bastard who tattooed my seventeen-year-old daughter...“Mom!” she gasped. Then she blinked. She arched an eyebrow as she stared at my naked tits. “What is this? Some new form of torture? You think I'm going to be grossed out by seeing you naked. I've gone down on women as old as you before. Yeah, I like pussy as. But what the girls didn’t know or didn’t see was the way he was with her when they were alone together, the tenderness, and the laughs and the sex (which frankly was fantastic) and if she was honest with herself, she still wanted him as much now as she had when she had first set eyes on him. It struck her that this was going to have to be the one time when she would put the indisputable advice from the girls to the back of her mind and go along with what her heart was telling her. Gabby’s.