We each grabbed our guy, and we were off the party.Kyle looked kind of nervous, so I slipped my hand in his. He gave it a squeeze, and I squeeze back....We rang the bell, and Brad answered. He had a drink in his hand, but you could tell he wasn't totally wasted yet."Hey! The Sophomores are here!" he yelled into the room. Everyone cheered, and went back to talking, dancing, making out, or whatever they were doing.We headed upstairs, and put our coats in the coat room.We headed back down, to go. We were sharing the love seat perpendicular to the big couch that our parents were lying on while the movie droned on. They’d fallen asleep half-way through the movie, and I’d been ready to sneak off and go to bed.I squinted my eyes to make sure I wasn’t seeing things, but no, the blanket was moving rhythmically, and faster now. How did I not notice that before? My eyes moved up to see his head was turned to the side, intently watching our parents, probably to make sure they were still. Sandy bent over and put my stiff nipple in her mouth, while she reached for my other breast. When she did I gasped Sandy told me not to be afraid, she asked me if I wanted her to stop. I didn't know what to tell her, I know I did not want her to stop, I wanted her to keep making me feel good. I wanted her to keep touching me like she was doing. I said "I like that, but what about mom? She'll hear and come in" Shhhhh..." Sandy said," your mom is passed out in her room, she could not hear a. ”It was going to be very hard to keep my cock in my pants. Watching that video made me hard. Very hard. I’m not usually a dripper (I’m not a big pre-cum producer), but I could feel a definite damp spot in my pants, and I wasn’t about to blame a weak bladder yet – there would be time for that in twenty or thirty years. No, this video definitely had me hot, and most definitely bothered, but I owed it to my new friend to respect her wishes. I didn’t even touch myself through my pants.I reached.