Just not yet. Touching my breasts wouldn't really hurt.That wasn't my breast. While I'd been watching him sucking on my nipple his hand had gone elsew...ere. He rubbed across my mons and was now caressing my mound. OK. This had gone far enough."Ah, Jeff," I said."Mm?" he said, and his hand was now rubbing more firmly against my lips, sending peculiar sensations deep into me. "I, I, ah, um, oh god, what are you doing?"Oh great, what a wonderfully coherent sentence that was, firmly telling him that. She gasped as the hot fluid covered her pretty face. I pretty much came simultaneously and we both covered her face in white thick semen. He just packed his thing up and walked w=out without saying a word. If I wasn't there, she would've felt like an abused slut... kneeling there on the toilet floor covered in semen. Instead she just looked at me and said that it was amazing and that she wants to get fucked now. When we went back into the bar and she immediately started dancing with another. "At that I blushed big time although I was secretly, well, maybe not SOsecretly, thrilled to hear it. Char and Terri got into their costumes as Batgirl and Catwoman and we left for my house ?trick or treating'. That's what we actually did. I had a mask on over my eyes and nose that matched my dress and we did ring the bell and when Mom came to the door, we said ?trick or treat'. "We're just kidding Mrs. Robinson. It's Charlene and Terri." "Oh, you girls look terrific. And who is your. "This is my son, Chris."Chris stood and stuck out his hand. "Hi," he said.Faith took his hand and gave Chris an appraising gaze. "Hey, how's it going," she said.Faith wolfed down a couple of cinnamon rolls and a cup of coffee while the small talk continued. When she was through eating, she turned to Chris and said, "I'm going cycling to burn off some of this sugar and calories. Want to come along? I'm sure the old folks want us out of the way." She smiled slyly at her father and Heather.When.