Her pussy was beautifully bare, shaved perfectly, pretty and plump, her groove waiting for me as I pulled off my briefs. "Oh, Sheila never told me abo...ut this," she said as she reached down and took my cock in her hand. "Mmm, nice, oh, now I'm really glad we're doing this, come to bed," and she got on the bed spreading open for me. Well, there's no way I'm fucking her without eating her out first. I crawled up between her legs and lowered down onto her licking up and down. "Mmm, oh, this is. Adams, a little," she stammers nervously. "A lot, Iguess." My eyes travel down to her crotch. Her little pussy is wetly strainingagainst the fabric of her shorts. Without thinking, I reach out and cup hermound. She utters a small gasp. "Your shorts are wet, darling. We'd better get you out of these beforethey get too wet. Kevin may think you've had a little accident." "No, please, Mrs. Adams. I'm fine." "Nonsense. I insist, Nicole. Let me help you. We'll just let them dryout a little.". It wasn't until his cock was dry before I pulled my tongue in and swallowed his jizz.Mr. Jenkins was grunting and fucking fast by now and like The Dad, he buried his cock deep and paused as he gave my arse its second full load of cum.When he finally pulled out of me I stood up because my knees were pretty sore after all of that.I pulled the bum of my speedos across so they fit like normal. Wow, I was a cum covered mess. Rope of cum on my nose and cheek, the front of my speedo was soaked, my. Back to our story, the three of us started talking girls, and fucking, and moved onto "would you if you were drunk" Barry started talking about trannies, and how he'd let one suck his dick, a mouth is a mouth kind of thing, Jon would just smile, and shake his head no, I felt like Barry was trying to tell me something, and the liquor was in control anyway, I finally got the nerve to ask. "So if a guy looking girly was here right now, you'd want him to suck you off?" Jon didn't say anything,.