He asked what she was going to do. "I am going to let you get into her panties. In fact I am goingto let you get into one of her favorite outfits. Wh...n she sees youshe will see you are not the man she thinks you are. Now get thesepanties on!" He put the panties on and was afraid she was going to hit him.She handed him a bra and he slid it up his arms. She had to fastenit for him and then she stuffed a pair of socks in each cup. Thenit was a slip, followed by a dress. He remembered seeing. "Though, yeah, she's a lot of it." So," Mom said, "should I be preparing the guest room for her, or will she be sharing your room?"I always knew the parents were cool, but this cool?! "Well, it's your house," I said."Brendan, you're an adult. You have a girlfriend. She's welcome to stay in your room, your bed is big enough." She glanced at me while she drove. "Or was I wrong in assuming you've slept together?" No, though you would've been about two weeks ago," I admitted with a grin."Were you. He was working my clit like an expert. He circled and danced his tongue around it a few times before taking it in his mouth and sucking it hard. I was moaning like crazy, only to have him then shove two fingers into my pussy. I was getting so close to cumming when he pulled his fingers out and his lips away from my clit. He sucked my juices of his fingers and gave me a devilish grin. I was disappointed, but I knew what was coming next. He sat me up, pulled off his shirt, and then pulled off. My cunt actually started getting wet as I looked at this red-haired girl pouring beef gravy onto her clit, and having it vigorously lapped up by two big brown dogs. The dreamy expression on her face told me she couldn't be faking this: those dogs must be phenomenal pussy lickers. I thought of my parent's dog, Butch, who was always sniffing around my crotch, and made some plans in my mind for my next trip home over break. I tried to catch Leslie's eye, but she just smiled to herself thoughtfully.