I started to feel the warmth rising up in me. I gripped her chest tighter and exclaimed “Fuuck, you’re gonna make me cum already!”She pulled...back.“Not… until I say so.”She sat back in her reclined seat. My wet cock pulsed with excitement and dripped with her spit, suddenly cool in the dry air. I stepped back to meet her eyes, and she was waiting with a devious smile and low, seductive eyes. She unbuttoned her shorts and pushed her black lace thong aside, slid her other hand along. “I am so sorry. I was just ... I am so sorry to bring it up.” Kelly looked like she was about to cry, but I just patted her hand and looked out to sea.“It’s not your fault.” It was mine.“Grim, look at me, please.” I turned to face her, my face a bleak mask and my eyes not seeing her. “Grim, I’m sorry. I think we need to talk about this.”I shrugged and nodded. “Not much we can do about it. It is what it is.”“Grim, remember that doctor you had to see for your eval after the shooting? You seemed. Karen was also feeling very good all over herself as her own son continued licking her sweaty and smelly feet.“Oh Danny! Oh wow, my boy!” Karen exclaimed happily and excitedly. “Lick my feet, Danny! Lick my feet real good! Clean them, my son! Clean them!”Danny was now increasing his licking speed with his tongue as his mother wanted him to. The more he licked, the more tasty her feet became. He knew that his mother worked really hard in the house when he wasn’t there and he was glad. He always. They knew that giving these high school kids beer would make their conquests easier, but it would also bring the cops if anyone blabbed. Serving only soft drinks also reduced the otherwise obvious question of their age. If they "couldn't" buy beer, logically they must not be much older than the girls, or so it appeared. In the three years since they had graduated, not one girl had ever raised the question. By nine o'clock, the party guests numbered about twenty, most of whom were still in high.