This time it was wild. She was licking my lips and I was sucking her lips. My hands were caressing her naked belly. Slowly my hands went down and I pl...ced them on her pussy from over her jeans.She looked at me and smiled naughtily and spread her legs so that I could rub her pussy to her satisfaction. I started rubbing her pussy which was making her hornier and hornier. Her kissing had become very wild by now.She herself took off her bra and brought one boob close to my face asking me to suck. Imean coke." Don was a wee bit tipsy it seemed."Before you go back to sucking plastic cock Jane look what Bob broughtyou," Don said.He had brought an O RING that strapped around my head and held my mouthopen. It slipped over my teeth. I'd only seen pictures of these. Thiswas made of a comfortable semi-soft material so I could bite down alittle bit but it was easier to let the tension hold my mouth fullyopen.A little drunker I was back sucking the penis on a microphone throughthe O-RING and over. Lots of things.They said amongst other findings that I was a sexual deviant. I was angry so said to their faces that they were perverts. They answered this by saying that they were members of the committee , there are seven of them apparently. The two old geezers who interviewed me. Four women and some other old guy the governor. They went on to tell me that the committee members main duty and interest was the thrashing of girls bottoms in every way possible and that they were very good at. And I was taking it easy that summer, with my job pretty much from 9 to 5, and then I wrote some or lay around the house a lot on the evenings and weekends while Mom puttered around. Most evenings we ended up sitting in the den watching TV and reading. What was so great about all that, you may wonder. Well, basically it was great because there was nothing else we needed to be happy — several months before, even before I moved in, Mom and I had developed a “little habit” and now we were really.