Smirking she tries to lighten the mood, and failingly says, "Well sinceyou started several months ago it wouldn't hurt for you to have a bit ofbirth c...ntrol," Mine and my Mom's eyes both widen when she said that."What!" Mom started to say."We will talk about this later this evening, please Mom," I beg. "Onecrisis at a time is all I can handle."Jen realizing that Mom had no clue just how much I had truly hidden fromthem, "I'm sorry I didn't know... You didn't tell anyone? Oh my godRobbie I had. She pulled the zipper tab down and let his trousers slip down his legs. After two last licks of his nipples, she dropped to her knees in front of his bulge. Pulling his boxers down caused his cock to spring up at her face. It wasn’t small. It wasn’t as large as Benedict’s, but it was a better size for sucking. It was sticking straight out and looked hard enough to poke a hole in a brick wall. She licked the tip and it throbbed in response. She smiled, knowing this blowjob would be quick. She. Her hands grasped me to her, as she slowly grinded herself into me. Her passion rising as she lay back into my legs, my mouth feasting on her. My tongue lapped and circled her clit, my hands reached up to caress her breasts, teasing her firm nipples. The gasp as her body reacted to my tongue, plunging inside her moist slit to lap at her sweet juices. Her body rising and falling, as my own hardness, rubbed on her back. A soft moan as the first waves of orgasm struck her body. She rolled herself. Then let out another soft moan when the tip of his tongue darted in and out of her moist tunnel with short, rapid strokes.When she couldn’t help but push back against him, his mouth moved away completely, and he simply trailed his rough, calloused fingertips over her thighs. It was maddening, this torturous teasing, she thought, her hands curling around the edge of the workbench to prevent from grabbing his head.Squirming, she heard him chuckle. Then his tongue returned, flat and wide, dragging.