I wish I could tell you why and when this conversation became erotic. It might have been when mom confessed to having a lesbian affair when I was in H...gh School. Or it might have been that mom had leaned back on the couch and put one foot on the coffee table. I could see up to her inner thigh, and her wonderful cleavage wasn’t helping my situation either. The conversation started to peter out around 12 o’clock and I realized just how hammered I really was. I made and excuse to mom that I. You add a second finger then athird, showing no mercy as you shove your fingers in and out in andout, and just as i'm about to cum you stop, move up to where my headis, remove the gag and shove your cock in my mouth. you proceed tofuck my mouth for a bit occasionally reaching to smack my ass hard orpull on my hair and whisper in my ear what a good little slut i am.when you're good and hard you pull your cock out of my mouth, leavingthe gag out so you can hear me beg and moan. you move between. “I’ll remember you said that,” he said enigmatically.That holiday brought the real me to the surface, I realised that I loved being naked in public, being looked at and admired by men and women turned me on. I loved going out at night wearing just a dress and shoes, no bra and no panties, I’d shaved off all my pubic hair, or rather Ken had shaved it off and if a slight sea breeze lifted my dress up around my hips I was almost orgasmic.There were beach parties almost every night that always. Dancing was both fun and hot as the floor was packed with scantily clad people grinding on each other all over.After dancing, flirting and being felt up on the dance floor, along with several drinks bought for me I knew I was getting a little too tipsy to drive and my lesbian friend from my neighborhood who was at the club said she would drive me home later. Realizing I didn't have to drive and could stay later and party, that's just what I did. Time flew by and around Midnight my friend was.