I was much more inclined to be a hedonist. After the dance, as we were driving away Sylvia leaned over against me and said, "Thank you, Michael, I had...a wonderful time tonight. This may sound a little strange but I know Mom really likes you and she told me she hoped that you and I do get married. She told me that she wanted you to be the one who married me, the one to whom I could give not only my cherry but also the one to whom I could allow to 'own' my heart and my body." "Michael," she. ” She responded by spreading her thighs farther apart and scooting the chair closer to where I was sitting. If this wasn’t an invitation, I didn’t know what one was. I pulled the chair even closer and buried my face into her crotch. She smelled of musk and lavender as I inched closer to her sex. Without a thought I reached out to her with my tongue and licked around her puffy lips. I kissed and licked all around her beautiful pussy, never actually touching it, while she squirmed.“Who’s teasing. Brittany unhooked my belt and pants and pulled them off. Both ladies put a hand on my cock and began stroking and rubbing it.I looked at Amy and said, “Since this is a paid date, I believe we should take care of Brittany first.”“And what do you think she would like?” Amy replied.“She likes for her pussy to be eaten and she likes to be fucked.”“Maybe we can give her both of those at the same time,” Amy added. “But are we sure she is horny?”“She is always horny. But I believe she might be. Soon she was working her hips back and forth with a fury, the wetness from her pussy now visible on Mike’s belly.The room filled with Liz’s cries and screams as she fucked herself like never before. She could feel her heart pounding through her chest, her stomach fluttering and her toes filled with energy as the oncoming orgasm built higher and higher. Her mind filled with heat and bliss. Liz began to slam her pelvis down onto the massive girth of her birthday gift. Her screams of “Oh my god!”.