At the age of about 13 I started to get more curious about the act itself, and I found myself less and less disturbed by what they were doing and more...excited by it. Sex education at school taught me that not everybody is as open about their sexual life as my parents. In fact according to school teachings such behavior was not accepted as normal, but that only added to the excitement I felt from catching them in the act.Soon I started to feel the urges on my own, and since they were there, I. It’s hot and wet from your fingers and my clit is throbbing. I put my left hand onto your thigh to steady myself. Looking up at you I see your cock is already in your hand. ‘Open wide cumwhore…’Opening my mouth and sticking my tongue out makes me gag slightly. I feel the tip of your cock touch my lips and the devil in me wants to bite it. But I know better than to do that. Gliding over my tongue your tip reaches the back of my throat. Closing my lips around you I am thankful that you are at. Ohhhh God…. Ohhhh God……. she kept saying. I maintained a connection for as long as I could with my mouth and fingers and finally she collapsed and lay back completely exhausted. I was considering going for a multiple orgasm – but I would save that pleasure up for her.I went back up to her and held her and she kissed me. Oh shit she said I can taste myself – are you ok with it. I said its not the first time and it wont be he last – I love the sensation and taste of you believe me.We lay there. I remember groaning in anticipation as she moved slowly across the room toward me.My cell phone beeps again. I leer at her ass as she makes her way over to my wet bar. It's a nice rolling rump and I try to recount the times I've looked down on it as I did her from behind, or gripped a cheek or two as she sat astride me. She has developed quite an affinity for Bombay gin and likes to party with it. I know that eventually some asshole is going to turn her on to pot, then coke, maybe.