"He may not always pull out in time... he can be pretty... anxious," Mom said, "when he is worked up."Karen looked at me and then back at Mom. She rea...hed over and stroked my cock."But Mom, look at it... it's hard to resist." Oh, I know," Mom giggled as she ran her fingernails around my nipples, "it is... addictive." So no fucking?" Karen asked, "but otherwise..."Mom smiled as she answered, "Well, I told him masturbation only... but we can change that, I think."Karen smiled as she put her other. " he started yelling and trying to pull his cock out of my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled deep into my throat and held him so he couldnt pull out and let him cum in my throat. He had 7 or 8 huge spurts with several smaller ones following as i tongued him. His whole body was quivering with orgasm. He was still gasping and breathing heavy when i got back on the couch with him. We laid there for minute with his chest against mine, his abs going in and out against mine, his. All the while in the back of my mind again, that night, and what she did to me! I was startingto get my usual reaction to memories of that night, and needing to re-adjust my dick before it became uncomfortable. Cindy was getting this horny playful look while twirling her ponytail in her fingers, and shifting her hips from side to side. It alsobecame clear at this point, no bra! Tiny perky nipples staring back at me, I think she was sensing my discomfort."Can I wait in her room?" she asked,. I sat quietly outside the tent and listened as they talked about the neighbor girl and how fantastic her tits were. They kept up talking about who had fucked who and which girl had the nicest pussy, just general boy talk, and then Andy told them to check this out. I heard a backpack unzip and several exclamations of cool and hot along with other moans and groans of excitement. Then it got quiet for what seemed like hours. I couldn’t take it anymore; I had to know what they were doing so I.