How was I supposed to not come? His tongue laved its way down, skirting my slit, to the top of my distended little hood. The pleasure was sharp, inesc...pable, near torture, as he teased my sensitized little pearl, licking to its right and left, never landing any direct stimulation. I'm not sure how long this kept going. I had lost any sense of time, feeling like I existed only for the next caress of his ravenous tongue. When he withdrew his lingual assault, I was nothing but need. I hadn't come,. "You look good in pink, Mother." Now turn around and show me your ass." Go on."June reluctantly and slowly turns her backside to her daughter, forinspection and approval.June's face was blazing in red, yet there was nothing she could do."Nice mother, very nice, you need to wear pink thongs more often, and youwill." Now been down and touch your toes." Your thong looks wet, no soaked!" Are you wet mother, or are you just a slut?" A slut for your daughter, that is?" Now come closer to me and take. Both of us looked back and saw Holly had her legs locked almost straight out and she was kissing Keith like she was a drowning woman. Keith’s hand seemed trapped between her thighs, but by how he was moving it quickly it was obviously not trying to remove it. And with a soft moan Holly relaxed and they parted just a bit as she reached down to hold Keith’s hand still.Linda shivered and kissed me deeply as her thighs relaxed and I started rubbing her as quickly as I could without being obvious.. "Want some wine?" she asked. I nodded, and she turned to the dresser, and poured me a glass of red wine out of an already opened bottle. Kate's still nineteen, just like me, and all the other people in this apartment, but her brother works at a liquor store by campus, and brings her bottles of wine as long as she promises not to get all loaded and go driving, and not to tell their mom about it. She handed me the glass and I sipped at it cautiously. "Good, right?" she said, nodding. I nodded.