I moved into her labia, splitting them with my tongue to see the shiny pink flesh underneath them. I edged forward finding her large swollen clit and ...suckling it. My penis was erect again. I wanted to rise up and slide it into her pussy. She had stopped fighting and gave in to passion. Her vagina was dripping juice and I lapped it up tasting her sweetness. She started to push her pelvis at me; pushing her pussy against my face. While all this was going on Lori and Lilly were on the floor; Lori. My parents took me to a few when I was younger, but I was for the most part bored out of my mind. The worst was definitely the art museums. I didn’t—and still don’t—understand how someone can spend hours staring at the same painting. As much as I enjoy art, I usually got bored after a few seconds and begged my parents to move on.But that was then and this is now. As some of you may know, I have recently begun doing all the things I told myself I would one day do, only to put it off over and. I could hear some loud talking, mostly from grandma but I couldn't exactly get the gist of the conversation. I knew it had to be about me, so I walked to the room myself and stood in the doorway. As soon as they saw me, they stopped talking and both looked at me."Honey, we need you to do a big favor for us," mom began."No, he will do this," grandma interrupted with an accent on the 'will' part.What followed could be best described as a good cop, bad cop scenario. Mom was talking with her almost. Seizing on an opportunity to fan the smouldering embers of our passionate encounter, I took a step back from Mackenzie, looked into her eyes seductively, stepped back again and popped the button on my denim shorts. I bit my lip playfully and slowly undid the zip. Another step and I tugged my shorts down over my hips, letting them slide down my tanned, toned and slender thighs and drop to the floor. Another pace back and I stepped out of my shorts, Mackenzie watched intently, her smile had gone.