She wiggled her tongue back and forth, feeling the organ quivering in her mouth. She hated that she was giving him so much pleasure.Michael began to m...ve his hips from side to side, making the head of his cock push out her cheeks each time he jammed back in, stuffing her mouth with his cock. He began to take longer strokes, making her take more of his cock in her mouth until he was rewarded with a gag. She would be taking it down her throat soon enough. That was one attraction to their ****s,. The young man handed me the phonebook. I told him the wife and I wanted to find a place for breakfast in the morning. Now, this is not true as we have been going to that same motel for over 10 years and live in the town so we know all the eateries in the area.Had he been alone, I would have suggested to Deb that we play the 'phonebook' game wherein we go into a guy's room (or return the book) and she shows off to him as I look through his phonebook. We have never actually done this but have. I half threw myself into his lap bestowing a passionate kiss on his mouth as his hand crept up my super short pleated skirt. I slapped the wandering hand away and he sniggered. ‘Can’t blame a guy for trying,’ he muttered. I pulled myself up teetering on the high heels. I was a jeans and converse type of girl really. Short skirts, high heels, push up bras- it wasn’t really me at all. ‘You look good, more than good Charley. Stop panicking, all the guys from you’re school will be so wishing they. I stay barefoot while pulling on a tight short skirt. My legs are really long but super skinny. I cringe as I pull on the agreed-upon T-shirt. It’s a size or two too small and it's thin. I redden as I see myself in the mirror. The nipples, of course, are darts and very prominent. What is really cringeworthy is my areolas. They are so evident, too evident. Fuck! Dexter has not seen this outfit yet and I’m humiliated.Slowly I walk to the family room. Mom looks at me and smiles. Dexter.