My free hand was constantly moving from pinching my nipples to rubbing my own pussy lips through my tiny velvet thong. I was wet as hell.I made a few ...agging noises as I began to loudly slurp and suck his hard cock, making his moans even more pronounced than before. Then I wrapped a hand at the base of his cock and began to quickly go up and down his full length; spitting it for more lube and then going back to suck on his cock in a wild way. I wanted that man to cum; I needed it. My loving. I had never really noticed how hot mom could be when she was naked, her tits swinging around and her bush between her chubby legs. The bar is right there so I could watch both women as they fixed the drinks. They seemed to be flirting with each other and acting like school girls. They came back and gave me my drink. Sally went into talking about how good looking and grown up I had become. She begged me to stand up so she could look at my body again. I was embarrassed because of my boner, and. It's the same old thing, day in and day out; getting up at 6am, going to her dead-end telemarketing job every week day, coming home at 7pm and going to bed. It gets a little repetitive and, to quote a Wise Man, "Insanity is doing the same thing again and again and expecting a different outcome". Rose was sick of it.To think, just a year ago she was living the high-life, taking risks that no normal 17-year-old girl would dream of, and damning the consequences. Of course, there were consequences.. Standing directly in front of me she probed deep inside herself then withdrew the wet fingers, looked at them and pushed them slowly into my mouth. ‘Excites you doesn’t it’. She could see the answer in my eyes and shaking body. ‘DO NOT TOUCH’ was the last thing said before she lay down on the bed. Slowly her hands moved on her body. Every inch she explored slowly, precisely, delicately. Positioning herself for me to see best she then masturbated to an orgasm that seemingly shook the room. ‘Now’.