She has black hair, big boobs what makes her a sexiest woman in our block, and good round ass that any man would love to fuck. My friend’s mother dr...nks every Sunday. Sometimes when she is in a really good mood she lets me join her with a beer. However she never lets her son drink as well.Now I can still remember how it all started. A few years ago, (I still remember it was a hot summer period) we went to a party. I was studying. It was the anniversary of my friend father. However she hadn’t. All of a sudden Gary had his hand down my shorts; I went to push it away, when Paul started touching my breasts and kissing my neck.The feeling of two guys pleasuring me at the same time was electrifying. I moved so I was sitting on the edge of the sofa, Paul moved in front of me and pulled my shorts off. I couldn't believe how wet I was already as Paul gently sucked on my nipples, Gary was sliding another finger into my dripping wet pussy.Gary then started necking me and feeling my breasts, my. "How much trouble? Suppose you get pulled over by the cops. What would happen? You don't have a license so they can't take it away from you. They'd bring you home and tell your parents, at which point you would confess the whole story to them. Who would be the one to get reamed? You, or Greg?"I thought about this for a moment. It would be Greg of course that would take the brunt of my parent's anger. After all, I was the younger child, easily corrupted. Greg would be seen as the catalyst to the. A moment later, Vixen came in. She moved like there was something wrong and time was of the essence. “How are you feeling?” she asked. A few seconds later, Stacia came in, and finally Scarlet returned.I stretched and stifled a yawn. “Better. A shower would help.” Then I realized that all three of them were staring. I had uncovered myself with the stretch. Not looking at any of them in particular, I relaxed with the towel in front of me again.Vixen looked amused. “Sure,” she said, stepping into.