Why should I not just let myself go and embrace the sensations of the experience. After all, I was still sucking the other boy's cock, and they both k...ew I was not a girl. I had nothing to hide and they still enjoyed my company to the fullest. With the wind still whistling past the windows, competing with our panting and low moans, I decided to let go of my restrictions and follow wherever the night would lead me. I knew it was my aroused self that was in control, and that I would never have. "Lick your nipples, Gwen."Gwen lifted her breasts and lowered her head until she could kiss the swollen nipples. Mrs. Gracely allowed this to continue for several minutes."Now, spread your legs for your parents, dear. Show them your sex."Gwen complied, excited by the lewdness while opening her legs to her parents' view. The furry patch, the soft lips and the no-longer-virgin opening were visible."Pull your lips apart, dear. Show them what's inside your slit."The slender, teen-age fingers. .” I stop mid-sentence and remove my shirt. He is dumb-struck by my sudden brazenness at the removal of my clothing. “... I want to learn. And I want to be on top.” At least I’ll have some form of control. Jason’s jaw has dropped open at the sudden view of my lace bra. I’m not sure if he’s heard what I said. Then he leans back on the bed and says, “Ok, sexy. Anything.” Of course he’d go along with it. What did I expect, him to turn me down? He’s a warm-blooded man, for peets sake. I guess I. The afternoon became an endless parade of attention seeking cocks of all sizes and hues. Joan sucked and relieved each in turn and on a few occasions permitted brief fondling of her breasts, pussy and ass by probing hands. Early on she noticed that her biker had pulled his large dick back out stroking it while watching the slutty performance taking place before him. Occasionally, Joan would reach over and stroke and suck on his large shaft between dick exchanges through the gloryhole . The.