I started rubbing mom’s clitoris and she started moaning loudly. I kept increasing my pace. After a couple of minutes, I put my one finger into that... lovely vagina. The finger went inside without any resistance as it was already wet. I started fingering my mom faster with one finger.Then, I put my two fingers in that pussy and started fucking her with my fingers. I was shocked that even though there were two fingers, mom was not moaning much now. Out of curiosity, I entered the third finger but. I then pressed two fingers into her and moved them in and out slowly, making sure that all the surfaces I could reach were equally wet. I then lowered my head to her pussy and licked along the length of it, savouring the familiar taste that I loved so much. My cock had been erect for some time, with my knob end sticking proudly out of my tiny thong. I occasionally ran my fingers along the length of my rigid cock, teasing it into full hardness, and now and again gripped it and pulled my. He gave her a quizzical look but eventually shrugged his shoulders and went to her desk and rolled a ‘4’.“Four” he said, turning and holding it up. “What’s it mean? I mean, I know what a four is, what’s it mean for your dare?”This is where Talia had to take a big breath. She was really not good at saying things like this out loud.“It has to do with, um, orgasms...” Talia said, voice pretty soft. She felt a rush of something real flow through her when she said such a personal thing.She could see. Everyone knew it would happen at any day. Some expected it sooner, so you shouldn't have been so surprised and disgusted when it did go bad.Of course you got away with it that first day, and you thought all was well if you even bothered to put any thought into it at all. It wasn't until the third day when it started to go sour, but even then you didn't do anything about it. You even told the others not to worry and that it would be all right. Were you in denial, or did you really think that.