..anything at all, just thethought of what he might do was making her cunt purr, he slipped one hand down and she felther skirt being lifted and his r...ugh hand cup her cheeks and slip one finger into the crack of herbum, he rubbed her tiny little hole, god yes...yes she wanted to get her asshole well fuckedtonight he’d broke her in the first time they’d fucked and she still remember the feeling of hiscock as it invaded her bum, she’d screamed as he pushed it in and had tears rolling down. I kissed my way down her throat to the sensitive spot between her clavicles. My fingers toyed with her nipples, drawing circles, pinching, twisting. My mouth found her nipple. I drew it in against my tongue, flicked, sucked. My hand ran over her belly, down her outer thigh, up her inner thigh. She was silky smooth and warm to the touch. I continued to circle from belly to thigh to belly, very consciously avoiding her pussy. I could not consciously ignore my own sex, however. I felt the pressure. ‘Just a blowjob!’ Carol scooted away a bit. ‘I…I probably shouldn’t be here if you’re going to do that. Ed wouldn’t mind the cuddling and teasing, but that’s a little much.’ ‘I thought you said he liked you to have fun?’ Wendy teased her mother. ‘He does. But I don’t push any boundaries behind his back. Watching you guys have sex would be going too far.’ ‘Give him a call. You said you were going to,’ Wendy smirked. ‘Or were you just bull-shitting me?’ Carol glared at her, then sat up. She. I could feel the softness of her lips as she kissed me, along with a flow of static electricity all through my mouth. I felt my inhibitions strip away. My arms wrapped around her, and I couldn't help but return the kiss she was giving me.Her name echoed through my mind, as did hundreds of questions about her. Styne? What kind of name was this for a girl? Who was she, and where were we? I couldn't bring myself to ask these questions aloud, as my mind kept returning to the excitement I felt at.