Getting bold, I moved towards her, took both her boobs in my palms and started pumping slowly, fingering her nipples, above the cloth. We both knew no... there was no turning back. I slid my hands beneath her gown, her naked tits in my hands, and felt my hard-on poking my shorts. I pressed and pumped her breasts, pinching her nipples a bit, and she started to sway and moan. I took her in my arms, she put her arms around my head, brought my face down on her, and we started a deep kiss, emitting. She removed her hands, just as her father came in with two plates of pie, followed by Mary with two more plates.As I dug into the pie and ice cream, John asked if I had any plans for tonight. I quickly glanced over at Sherry but turned to John. “I’m working on a new poem and it’s almost finished, so that’s my plan,” I said, not looking at Sherry.“I’d love to see some of your poetry,” Sherry said. “I write poetry too, but I’d love to see what you’ve written,” she continued.John stiffened in his. He looked really mad now but said nothing, she dealt the cards again he won again truth or dare she thought about it and said dare. Ok what's your dare in a demanding voice he said suck my dick she looked at him I guess he was thinking he was in control thinking she wouldn't have the heart to do it boy was he wrong. She went under the table and took his dick out and started blowing him for 5 minutes. The next hand I won and she lost truth but before I finished saying it she said truth I said. Then she moved further down to her knees. My eyes closed as her hands moved to my inner thighs. Her kisses softened . It was as though a butterfly was leisurely climbing my leg. She lingered around my knee letting her teeth scrape it causing a thrill I’d never felt. As she moved her tongue to my thighs I began to visibly tremble. She looked up at me sweetly, I could see she was making sure I was alright. I moaned softly to encourage her, letting her know that I was beyond the point of return..