Her legs were now wide open, her pussy was wet as fuck, and she answeredMom: Yes, it looks really good, baby!She raised her right leg and placed her f...ot on the right side of the table, touching my left thigh. Her skin contact while I was jerking in front of her made me go even more crazy. Little by little, she raised her left leg and placed her foot on the left side of the table.I was now standing right between her legs, jerking off. It was like she locked me in a place and didn’t want me to. If you want to win at sissy chicken you'll have to last longer than this. The rules are simple, we both rub our cute little clits together in a race to see who cums first, only who ever finishes first, comes in last. I'd tell you what happens to the sticky little loser, but I don't want you to cum before we can even get started."I saw the fire burning in her eyes again, threatening to melt me on the spot, I looked around the room, and saw that they were all waiting for it to happen. Licking. “I’m Julie, what’s your name?” Her arms unfolded and she rubbed her right hand the whole length of my thigh and back. I gulped and then answered her. “I-I’m Greg, Julie.” “Happy to meet you Greg!” Her hand kept stroking my thigh, my arousal became noticeable, through her touching me, the girl opposite looked over and Julie tossed her coat over my lap to cover us. The girl shrugged and continued reading her mag. Staring into Julie’s eyes for a moment, she smiled at me while her hand. I can tell you a story about one girl who had a mouthful of cum just like that. Instead of swallowing it, she spat it onto the floor of the guy's car and made a big deal about hating the flavor of cum. He got so upset with her, that he put her out of the car right then, making her walk home, and he never dated her again. So, learn to like the flavor of cum." Showers and breakfast, girls. Let's go."The girls were involved with all the other campers in a beach and boating day outing. They were.