I stood up next to the bed and clasped my knees together under the short skirt. My hands went to my false breasts through the blouse, kneading them as...my eyes closed and my tongue traced the shape of my upper lip and tasted the lipstick. I peeked through my clasped eyelids and saw his continuing arousal as he watched me; rapt.My hands went to the hem of the skirt and started to edge it upward until, I knew, the white of the panties again showed. Then I slowly turned until my back was to him and. He was sitting on the front three or four inches of his chair, leaning into Mom's pussy as though he were eating a meal, which I suppose he was, his tongue busily licking her clit. His dick was sticking straight out in front of him underneath the table and his balls were hanging down like two bells hanging in the steeple of the courthouse.When I got over my shock, I realized that Mom was shouting, “Suck his dick, Jenny, suck his dick!” Although I’d never sucked anybody’s dick, I was ready to. . blow ... blow your blokes!"and the others laughed...I should point out that I go by Mike, however since my Father is french my name is spelled Michele - so they think it is funny. It doesn't help that I am rather small of stature and 'pretty' instead of handsome ... which is why I had a few issues last year!I did my best to ignore them, but the two vocal ones followed me into my first class. And were actually in it! Which really sucked! However, I was forgotten as they greeted others of their. I was aware that my moist pussy was dripping onto the sofa; I quickly found my panties and put them back on, don’t want my grandmother finding wet patches now do I? “I want to be there so bad” he said. “Ditto baby, I need you more than anything, I love you so much.” I replied affectionately.Looking into his eyes I felt happiness. Happiness like I’ve never felt before. I wanted to be with Joe forever more. A word randomly appeared in my head… soul mate. It felt so right, the word fitted.