I dragged it up her inner thigh until I felt her thong and thought "My god, she is wet." I grabbed her thong with both hands and pulled it down to th... floor as she stepped out of it. Then pushed her back a little and spread her legs apart with my foot so that I could push two fingers in her sopping pussy. She groaned with pleasure, grinned, and pushed down hard. Then grabbed my cock and squeezed it harder than it had ever been squeezed before. As I rose from my chair I turned her around and. It took nearly ten minutes, but Debra’s pussy was finally dripping wet and she was panting from the sensation coming from her groin. Just as Debra was about to explode into an orgasm, Devon stopped what he was doing and left the bedroom only to return minutes later with two wooden clothespins. He placed a clothespin on each of her small unresponsive nipples, which elicited a scream, and went back to eating Debra’s pussy. In no time, Debra writhed in ecstasy as a wave of pleasure. “I wanna ask you about mom,” I said.“What about her?” He picked up another piece and stuck the paintbrush in a cup of turpentine.“Did she know about your ... you know, urges?”He stopped stirring. “Why are you asking?”“Cause the more I think about it, the more I don’t want to keep this up.” I leaned back and rested my ankle over my knee. “After military school didn’t work out, I wasn’t sure what I was going to do. I drifted, I worked, I kept adding to my trophies ... but I don’t want to do this. I could feel his breath quicken and deepen, and the movements of his ass on the seat told me he was close. Taking his cum in my mouth had up to now been only a fantasy, and honestly I wasn’t very sure I wanted to do it in real life. Would I gag? Should I spit it out? Feeling his body squirm, hearing his moans, feeling his already hard cock firm up even more took my mind to a whole new point. I didn’t care. I was going to suck my best friend, my lover until he cums. I think Mike was waiting for.