Dann kam sie "ich habe Dir schon ein Wasser bestellt". Ich wollte eigentlich ein Bier (dachte ich grad) und auch das erahnte sie "Bier wird heute kein... getrunken, ich mag keine Kerle, die nach Bier riechen". Und dann ging sie mit einem zuckersüßen Lächeln direkt und offensiv weiter "Komm ich muss auf die Toilette, folge mir" .. und ich fragte "Damen" und sie konterte "meinste ich ginge auf die Herrentoliette?" "Ja, aber ich ...." und schon stoppte sie mich "Ja, aber du bist ein Devoter und. I turned around on the couch so my legs were in the air and my head was hanging off the edge, making a straight line from my mouth to my throat. Mark got on his knees and put his dick in my mouth. He cupped my breasts as he pushed it in, me holding my breath and fighting my reflex to gag as he slid it down my throat. I could feel it putting pressure in my neck as he softly humped it in and out of my throat. I started to gag and he pulled it out as the frat stared with their jaws dropped. When. More like showing off, and attempting to be tempting to your parent. Not a nice thing to do.”“Yeah, well she replayed that part three times, since she filmed it!”“Damn it, James, don't I get any privacy?”“Mom, that is the problem with you, you don't understand the difference between privacy and honesty! This is the time to be honest, with our therapist. There is a time to be honest with ourselves, and sometimes we need to be honest with each other, or else things get fucked up even worse. . Meanwhile her hand frantically unbuttoned his shirt ripping a button off in the process. Max lay limply, still in shock. It didn't matter to Lexi as long as he did not fight her. From the feel of him underneath her hips, not all of him was limp. Lexi ran her finger down his chest, digging her nails into the flesh there. Part of her wondered how Max would explain the scratch marks. The rest of her did not care. She yanked her top over her head. She left her bra on. Her mouth moved from his.