" I could Mom." I think it is only fair I get to see you do what you have been doing with my glasses and beaded neck chains." What?" I loved the time ...I had but to do this with her watching, no, this was not going to happen."I want to see you do what you have been doing." I can't do that Mom." You can't or you won't?" Mom said, and I know her mood changed from a Spring day in April to a dark stormy day in October."Mom, I wish you could understand what you are asking." Did you ask me if you could. I moved his cock to the side and licked up the left, then down the right, up and down, up and down. I lowered my head and took his cock into my mouth. I closed my lips around the shaft, just below the acorn-like head. I explored the glands with my tongue, feeling the outer softness, the firmness under the skin. It tasted and felt so good sucking on Art's cock. His legs were shaking, and his moaning was pleading in nature.Wanting more, I wiggled the point of my tongue against the hole, tasting. He screamed at the nearest soldier, “Go after them!” and the man stared at him in surprise.“Go after who, sir?”“These archers; the ones who are attacking us!”The man looked around frantically, but saw nothing. “Where, sir?”The officer had lost track of the direction of where exactly the archers had been seen by him, with the darkness being emphasised by the burning tents, and so swung his arm to point in the general direction where he had seen them.“Somewhere over there. Get some men and check. “Are you serious?” “Yes. Why?” “Why? Because we’re both naked and your cock is inside me,” she whispered, leaning her face close to mine. “You said you wanted to be bad,” I said, leaning forward and kissing her as I rolled her nipples in my fingers. I started moving inside her again. For a second it seemed as if Stacy would resist but as I moved my hands to her hips, making her clit grind against me again she whispered, “what if they see us?” “They won’t,” I said as I looked over and.