Hari was still holding hand from back and Geetha started to undress me. Remember I was wearing mom’s under garments that day. So somehow I had to av...id the embarrassment. I started to oppose and started to turn all over. Hari now forcefully pulled my hair. With heavy pain my struggle reduced. Tears rolled down. Geetha managed to remove the shirt button. The black bra was now clearly visible to everyone. They all started laughing at me. They asked my mom to have a look at me. She was shocked. I. She came up to me, kissed me, and then went down on my pussy. She slowly parted my lips and pushed her tongue in.She knew exactly where to lick and constantly hit that spot. I was in heaven. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed every moment! She then inserted her finger while she continued with her tongue. “Holy fuck, yes, baby!” I moaned loudly.In my experience so far, there’s just something about girls eating out pussies that guys can’t come close to, even the best ones. We just know what to do. He looked to his left, to see Anne, blonde hair up in a complicated looking knot, looking incredible in her ivory, flowing, strapless lace dress with a ribbon belt around her waist. To his right, Denise, gloriously curled red hair flowing past her shoulders and a slim gold headband holding the curls off her face and looking equally brilliant in her matching ivory halter dress."It's time, Stan," Denise reminded him."Okay," Stan answered. He turned. Anne stepped back inside the room, and Denise. Neither one had yet paid for her lunch."Let's go out to lunch," Yvette said, hastily. "I'll buy you a salad."Laura smiled. "Okay. I accept."That's better, she thought. Maybe her daughter is sick or something, and she's just a little overwrought. But gosh, she sure looks great.Yvette was tall and striking, gorgeous, with spectacular legs. No wonder Rhonda wanted to screw her, that bitch! Laura thought, burning with jealousy. Yvette wore a grey business suit that was tailored and not at all.