I was glad that I was going to have some relief and cum.She spread my legs and I could feel her breath on my pussy. Her hands went around my legs. I w...s shaking knowing what was to happen. My mom dug in. Her tongue was between my pussy lips and was moving up and down. It felt so good. But having your pussy being licked while you revised is challenging. I started to revise by voice- like reciting the formulas, definition and so on. The more she was eating my pussy, the louder I was getting. She. The conversion had been nearly completed changing the bedroom next to mine into two bathrooms, one for everyone else and one for the master bedroom. MY bathroom was done all but painting it, it was the other one that needed some additional work done on it but it could wait. The walkin closet in the master bedroom still needed a bit of work and I needed to wallpaper the bedroom and finish the moulding, trim and so on.I did the wood work first to get it finished. As soon as it was done I primed. "Marshmallow?" groans Nic. His arm is outstretched toward me with his sleeve dangling straight over the fire. In his hand is a stick with the sad remains of a burnt and melting marshmallow. It drips slowly and pathetically off the stick as he waits for a reply."I'm good, man." I try to keep the malice out of my voice but some of it leaks through anyway. He's too stoned to care but I add a thank you onto the end to ease my own worry. Then he retracts the stick with the marshmallow corpse and. I'll stay right here out of the way." Stan tilted his head up, "Honey, you look fantastic and I like that you chose to wear your Valentine's lingerie. Why don't you dance for us? You're too pretty to hide back there." "Thank you. I'd love to dance for you and your friends, dear husband." I took a sip of my Tequila and half walked, half danced my way to a spot about eight feet away. I kept my back to them at first because I knew Stan would like his friends looking at my bare ass for the first.