We hop on without anyone noticing and start making out. i start feeling up her legs and making my way to her ass. i flip her skirt up a bit and take a...big grab of her ass in my hand and squeeze it and slap it hearing it smack and watching it jiggle a bit. shes grinding her crotch into mine and stroking my cock through my pants. it got a little awkward when another couple who were way more drunk than we were tried hoping on the trampoline to make out as well. so we got off and went back inside.. We must have been kissing for a while before she pulled away from me. She didn’t say anything, she just got to her knees in front of me and pulled down my trousers and panties together.She seemed to inhale my scent before burying her face in my crotch. That first touch of her tongue on my clit made me shake, and then there was no going back. Her mouth clamped on my pussy, sucking and licking me better than I can ever remember anyone doing it before. Her tongue flicked and prodded at my pussy,. Mom works as a gymnastics coach and is really fit. She doesn't have many boyfriends and none of us can figure out why. Her tits are D cups and I remember doing everything I could to try and time it so I would run into her on the way to or from the shower when I was an adolescent. The guys all thought I had to be one lucky son of a bitch to have a mom just 16 years older than me who didn't look to much older than us. To be honest, we were all about to find out just how lucky I was.We usually got. “Are you honestly telling me that we’re going to ‘fly’ planes in a game? No fucking way is that going to help...”The instructor let out a chuckle as he interrupted. “You wish. What you are going to do is a lot simpler in concept than that. All of you have a seat and we’ll get started.” Then turning to Arlene and Ann, “Ladies.”When the aviators had all seated themselves at the new game consoles, Arlene stepped a pace forward. “We’re going back to basics to work on your reflexes, but ... you.