I stood up and pulled off my shirt and then dropped my shorts. I resumed my seat naked on the lounge chair with my hand wrapped around the base of my ...haft. I proceeded to stroke my cock as I waited for her return.Mary returned in a couple of minutes dressed in a very small transparent nighty."What do you think..." she got out before she realised that I was sitting there naked."Oh my god ... you very naughty boy..." she gasped. She was drawn to me ... coming closer like a moth drawn to a light. Most of the time you never saw the audience but you could hear them laughing like a bunch of hyenas at the slapstick jokes and clapping when one of the guests made a fool of themselves. I guess those people that went to such things loved to watch other people making fools of themselves because it made them feel so good to think they wouldn't be so dumb.I heard the squad car pull up outside and I figured the happy couple were back from eating up at the Cracker Barrel with the nice fireplace just. She pressed her tongue into my asshole and darted around inside of me. “What an interesting taste.”“I love it,” I moaned.“The taste of ass in general or me tasting yours.”“Both!”She let out a purring sound then nuzzled her mouth into my pussy again. Her tongue darted up and down my folds. She teased me with her hunger, flicking up across my taint to caress my asshole before returning to my twat. She gave me such a wicked and naughty treat. This amazing pleasure that would feel just so. .I arrived around 9pm, and we wasted very little time in getting reaquainted. No sooner had I sat down on the couch than he was lifting me into his lap, then one hand was roaming my legs and the other wrapped around my back, pulling me into him so he could bite my neck until I squealed. He started to undress me, pulling my shirt over my head and snapping my bra off, but I only let him get that far, I was there for a blow job after all, so I climbed off his lap to kneel on the couch next to.