She was amazed at how purple his head had become, and her impatience took over. She started to stroke him wildly. She wanted to see him blow, but she ...lso wanted to taste him. She couldn't decide, but knew he was lingering just on the edge of ecstasy, and she had mere seconds. His breath was short and rapid. Every time her hands reached his head, he'd grunt stronger and stronger. His hips would raise a little more, until his whole body completely tensed, and one long moan came from deep within. All three of you are naked, your hair is wild, your nipples are really out there, and your skin is flushed from good sex. Do you shake hands? Hug? Just what is it you do? I have never seen it covered in the etiquette manuals.We nodded and shook hands. Problem solved."So what were you two girls whispering so closely about?" her mother asked as we headed for the food line."We were comparing notes," Terri said. "I know you told us we shouldn't, but..." Just don't do it where the men will overhear. I want her to roll over.She does – laying flat on her stomach.I begin to massage that amazing fat ass of hers! It feels so nice and warm, soft yet toned. My adrenaline and hormones are through the roof at this point.I pull her leggings down around her kneesI spread her cheeks giving me a view of her dark asshole and pussy. My head instantly buries between her cheeks. I begin to eat her asshole, I don’t hold back either, I lick around her hole, then bury my tongue into her asshole, tasting as. I sucked it in hard. “Ohhh, baby,” Mom cried. “Suck me.”I did. I sucked and sucked her tit, my hand continuing to caress her buns, fingers straying between her legs to tease the bottom of her wet pussy. When I finally pulled my face off her tit, my fingertips were dipped into her slit, brushing sideways back and forth, expanding her puffy, wet lips. Propping myself up on my other elbow, I surveyed Mom’s willing body, her parted legs and trembling buttocks. I pushed my thumb between her.