"Taste yourself on my tongue." I told her. I slid my tongue into her mouth and she began sucking it. "Will I taste your cum too?" she asked. I smiled ...own at her, sucked her nipple into my mouth and bit down on it. She let out a small cry. I stood up and took a moment admiring her body. She reached down between her legs and began to massage her clit for me. I reached for protection and she simply shook her head. I smiled at her. I pressed my body against hers and felt her hips lift to take me. If Marianne hadn’t meant what Caroline was almost sure she’d indicated, then this could end up in a blazing row. But if Caroline was right, and didn’t act, she could watch her man disappear. Caroline was fed up with missing out. She’d had enough of seeing opportunities, and being too afraid of things going wrong to take them until it was too late, and the chance had gone. She reached for Simon, and kissed him. It was just a light kiss, a gentle one, almost just a brush of her lips over his. But. Saturday, mom told me that she had a date that night and I would need to fix my own dinner and that she would be home around midnight. She left at around 8, I ate some dinner I had made and went to my room to play some video games. While in there, it was probably around midnight by now, I heard mom come in the front door but heard some guys voice talking to her. I went down the hall and mom introduced me to some guy named John. He seemed nice enough and she left him in the living room and went. She tightly gripped his arse, clawing him with her nails, and the neighbour wondered if they always made love like this, or whether it was all for his benefit. Or maybe she was just so turned on by the whole thing, although her fantasy was still not quite fulfilled…“I really want you both to fuck me at the same time,” she said, “I want to feel both of you inside me, one in my pussy and one in my arse.”She told their guest to lay back on the bed, while she got herself on top of him, easing.