“You’re violating the rules, remember?” she said when she saw my shorts.“Punish me later, if you don’t mind.”Marilyn’s slow-motion blow ...ob was punishment enough. She licked and teased my cockhead with her tongue while she slowly ran her fingers along my shaft. I ended up pulling her face forward and demanding she finish me off, and I held her head to my crotch until she suctioned the cum from my balls. I sighed, then, and Marilyn reached out and grabbed our glasses, and I refilled them. “That. .. My heart stopped and everyone in the room seemed to be staring straight at me; I dared not lift my eyes from the patch of carpet that had been the main focus of my sight for the past 10 minutes - it was only when my name was mentioned again did I actually look up and realise that they were not, in fact, adressing me but eachother as though I was not there, merely another empty seat. The sound of my name had aroused my ears and now I listened intently for any more information that might shed. She was wearing her long hair in a tight bun, I pulled it open, while my other hand slid in her blouse, taking out one of her beautiful breasts. I caught her open thick hair with my one hand and started suckling on her erect brown nipples. After few moments of sucking on her breast, I let her go. She too was turned on and took out the other one out for me. I took the other one in my mouth sucking it nicely.‘This I can do rite? I asked her, after letting go of her breasts. This time it was me. Mom was almost in Dad's lap busily nibbling on his ear. I jumped up and excused myself."Geez, you two, get a room, before I need therapy," I complained as I bolted to the kitchen.I heard Katrina on the stairs about ten minutes later. I called out that I was in the kitchen. She came into the nook where I was sitting reading a magazine. I was goggle-eyed when I saw her. She had on this very short green, tartan plaid miniskirt and a white button up blouse. Her hair was in a ponytail and she had on.