Before we got to that point though we were talking and drinking a beer when for some reason I decided to admit to him that I had been having sex with...another friend of ours and asked if he would be willing. He was obviously shocked and thought I was joking. It took a few minutes of joking around before he decided to see if I was serious. He decided to call my bluff by standing up and saying if you want to be my bitch come over here and suck my dick. As I walked over to him and he pulled down. For the two days since "the incident" she'd spent most of that time with her friends. Both evenings she'd stayed busy, the first with a long run and the second out at the mall with the other musketeers. I had a credit card I'd gotten just so I could save a hundred dollars on my first purchase, and had intended to cancel it later. But she had arrived for the summer before I did that, so I gave her the card, along with some limitations on its use. That had been the previous year, and she hadn't. Meg shuddered as Peter slipped his fingertip across the front of his mother’s translucent white nylon panties. Her knees began to buckle when he pressed the silky material into her vulva and caressed her labia with it. He deliberately kept his fingers away from his mother’s clitoris, he would make her beg for him to touch it but she had duties to perform first.He extracted his finger and sniffed his mother’s pungent bouquet and then tasted her vaginal secretions.“You taste pretty good too mom,”. When I returned home, I was soon to learn how effective she had been.I walked through the door and found them both on the settee in deep conversation."Hi," said Sue. "Good trip?" she inquired."Yes," I said hesitantly, looking at them both and wondering what they had been discussing."Come over here, Mark," she said, "There's something I need to discuss with you."I was like a naughty boy, standing in front of them both. But felt I had no option, as Julie was looking at me intently, almost warning.