“Don’t let that stern look fool you.”I stared at Kyle as he sat down in one of the long couches.Sure enough, all of them dropped their pants and...took off their shirts. My eyes went straight for the tall one. What hung between his legs made Kyle seem a little smaller.“Wow,” I said as I walked in a trance towards him.“Told you,” Kyle said as he flicked on the television. “A true slut, that one.”The others were average at best, but the one in front of me was fucking huge. “Suck on it,” he said.He. I kept looking at her thighs when her dress rode up her legs. I gave her an occasional glance between my legs. I know she saw enough to know it was intentional. There was a lot of friendly conversation, mostly sex talk. I kept the conversation going in the right direction, telling her about me and my best friend, Goody. Not too much, but enough to keep her interested. Inge said she was horny for her boyfriend and was glad to be going home to see him . I thought she was just horny. It wasn't. I knew that he was also absolutely enjoying the fact that my mother was watching while he masturbated. By now I couldn’t wait and pulled my own jeans and boxers down to my ankles.“How does that feel, Billy? Does it feel good?” mom asked, her eyes on his hand as he rapidly pumped his dick.“Oh Mrs. Watkins,” he murmured, “It feels good real good!”“I want to touch it,” she purred. “Would you let me jack it for you? Billy didn’t answer, but she just gently moved his hand aside. She wrapped. The little white girl eased her mouth off my stiff member, giving me a moments reprieve from her exquisite oral torture. As I took a deep breath, the little minx winked at me, and gave me a wicked grin, just before she flicked her tongue across the head of my penis; then licking up and down the shaft of my cock, as she continued to slowly pump my meat.Deftly she used her hands, mouth, and especially of her tongue to release my animal virility. It seemed to be her desire to provoke me to ravish.