He continued this way till I managed to say soon you must spurt cuz I'm going to squirt. No sooner this said then he did what I dread. He pulled his c...ck out and I started to pout but soon I was glad for his tongue wasn't half bad. He licked my wet clit then between my lips his tongue he would flit, with my clit his tongue was flirting and then I started squirting. He was in no great haste but not a drop did he waste. Then he stood quite quickly and my tits felt his cum land quite thickly. Then. Just me." What did you talk about?"The voice was asking an important question, but ... it was my nightmare."Mark?" Yes?" I know this is hard, Mark ... What did you and your mother talk about before she left the house?" We talked about ... Sharon." That's good, Mark. You're doing very well. Now ... tell me everything you can remember about that talk with your mom." She ... she asked me to be Sharon's friend. She knew that we didn't get along very well. She said that some day..." My voice had. “Take me from behind until you cum, please?” she all but begged.She rolled over and put her ass in the air. I slid my cock into her and grabbed her hips. We went at it for what seemed like a half an hour before I finally came in her pussy. The three of us were a mess, and it was still raining outside.“What time is it?” Suzanne asked.“A little before seven,” I said, looking at my watch.Just at that moment, the rain seemed to fall harder outside.“We should go for a quick dip, get dressed and head. And yet, despite knowing that what she was doing was wrong, I couldn't escape the fact that her caress felt impossibly soft, impossibly warm or how the look in her eyes made me feel flushed and dizzy."I don't think you should do that," I breathed, pushing her hand away. She licked her lips and frowned, then shuffled in closer to me until her knee was touching my leg, an electric point of contact that made me shudder far more than it should have. "Why not?" she said simply. It wasn't.