I took them out to a late dinner as a goodbye present, (I’m a very nice son I have been told). I still wanted to run though, so as soon as I arrived...home, I changed out of my jeans and t-shirt, and pulled on my jogging shorts and shoes. I told my parents I was going out, and they reminded me that they were going to leave in a few minutes. I said my goodbyes, hugged them both, and headed out. It was nearing midnight, so I was more than positive that I would be the only one in the park tonight,. ” “I liked what happened. I liked the feel of another man's hand on my breast,” she said quickly, covering her face with her hands. “Would you have gone farther?” “No...I don't think so...no.” “Did you want to?” She nodded her head again. “Tell me.” “Yes, God help me. I wanted to go farther with him. I wanted to feel his hands on my pussy.” She rarely talked dirty, but the alcohol and the events of the evening obviously put her on another plane. “Like this?” I asked, running me fingers in and. “You can keep that skirt on,” Debbie said, “But you’ll need some panties to start with. We don’t want to reveal that fat pussy right away.”My heart sank. I was going to be made to strip. All I could think about was a bunch of greasy men ogling my embarrassing body and touching me with their grubby hands until the cops busted in and arrested us all. What would happen to me in a jail cell dressed like this?“Let me see,” Debbie said and looked at my reflection in the mirror, “Perfect!”I guess she. ” He was very obedient and I felt his fingers go into the sides of my panties and he slid them down my legs to the floor where I stepped out of them. Since he was crouching I turned and pushed my fanny into his face. He didn’t disappoint and lifted my leg over his shoulder and started lapping at my slit working the clit nicely with a big strong tongue. This boy wasn’t fantastic or not as good as my Dave who is amazing with his tongue but just having a new tongue there after all these years.