Tammy smiled and nodded. "A party would be fun."It was apparent to me that Shirley liked having Tammy there. The two seniors had been roommates for th...e past two years and shared their most intimate secrets. I liked having her around too.Every time I had returned to the kitchen I saw them whispering, Tammy exclaiming and Shirley nodding, shyly.I was too self-absorbed at the time, too caught up with everything that was happening in my busy existence to analyze what was going on between the two. I had to think, but didn’t want to take the time to add up days to be exact.“A week or so ago,” I estimated.“June didn’t call me.” Now there was clear danger in my mom’s voice.I hadn’t thought of that. I punted.“We asked her not to. I felt like I should be the one to break the news,” I said.“He’s right,” said Dad. “This should have come from him, not them.”My mother wasn’t happy, but it had nothing to do with who I wanted to marry. She was just pissed off because June didn’t warn her. They got. ...Then it all came flooding out, every word Frank said, all thethreats, all the condescending savagery.Mom held on to me through it all. When I was done she led me to the sofa.I lay against her breast while her hands stroked my hair; her breath,soft and warm, whispered everything would be all right. Before long, Idrifted off, thinking how much I loved her.Something loud and sudden jerked me awake. It took a moment to piecetogether how I'd ended up on the sofa. Then it came back to me, the. The front of my thong was pushed to one side in seconds and once again I was balls deep in Wendy's warm inviting mouth. Just as I was about to reach boiling point, Wendy ordered me to turn over on to my front. She then pulled my thong down and over my ankles before tossing it into the corner of the room. Before I knew what was happening I felt her tongue gently rimming my puckered hole. She certainly knew what she was doing as she reached under me and began stroking my throbbing cock whilst.