I feel his fingers catch the back of my panties and pull them down, exposing my ass.I twist my head to look back at him, but a hand pushes my head bac... down to my pillow. I stare at the wall, frozen, unsure as to what he expects from me. I close my eyes and focus on the sensations as his hands slide along my ass and down to my clit.His fingers explore me gently but insistently. He pulls my panties down my legs and I use my foot to catch them and push them off completely. As I pull one leg up. "Yeah, I know. But I really want to tell someone. Since the three of us already have a secret, I figure it's all right to tell you." Hang on," I said, "I'm going to put my headset on." I found it and plugged it in. With my left hand now free, I pulled up my shorts and lay back on the bed, propped up on the pillows. "Okay," I said. "What were you saying?" I want to tell you about it. Is that all right with you?"I thought about it for a moment. "Yeah, it is. If you want." Cool," she paused. "So. For a moment I just stared at it; swollen red pussy lips with a creamy substance seeping from them. Suddenly I found myself lowering my head. I had seen it done on video and I had seen pictures as well; I had seen other males enjoy the phenomena knows as creampie; now it was my turn to enjoy the pleasure for myself. Jane opened her thighs wider and held my head tightly against her as I began to feast on her. What should have been something abhorrent to even contemplate, I was enjoying;. Mendoza raised a questioning eyebrow. “I heard it the night of the quinceañera Anna, and more than a few times since. It’s a nice song but what does that have to do with your lack of public decorum?”Anna gave a disgruntled sigh. “Tell her the name of the song, please, Pablito.”With a sheepish look I said, “It’s called ‘Anna’s Song,’ Mrs. Mendoza.”Anna gave Mrs. Mendoza a sharp look, sat back down on my lap, and gave me another long kiss. Mrs. Mendoza laughed and turned back toward the kitchen.