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... what would happen next, what they would do and if she would allow it. It was discovery of the most amazing and riveting kind. Dawn, not being her daughter, couldn't have had the same appreciation for the scene beyond that of Mom's terrific posterior so, once it became clear that the situation would be left the way it was, at least for the time being, she turned back to me. Again, she dipped her head, this time lightly kissing my right nipple, rubbing it with her lips. I let out a broken sigh as Carrie grabbed them from behind, holding them out for her friend, who soon began licking and sucking as Carrie's lips and tongue went back to work at my neck and shoulders. I felt exactly like the blonde girl on the monitor must have felt, mewling like she was in the unmatched pleasure of surrendered control, of allowing oneself to be used as others saw fit. The sensation was divinely renewed when Dawn switched to my other breast and started all over again. Mom, her smiling attention having returned to Dave and what was going on under the hood of her car, looked back again, her smile still intact, but overshadowed with what I at first thought was concern when she looked through the window at us. Then I understood that, with the severely diminished daylight coming through the window in the man door, the only other light in the office/waiting area would have been coming from the computer. She was probably seeing nothing but a lot of reflection from the bright overhead fluorescents out ...

... there, (I hoped) and the expression on her face was as much one of curiosity as it was concern. Next thing I knew, Dawn was finished with my boobs, and with a wild, wanton look at me, sank down to squat on her haunches, wasting no time in the removal of my only freshly 'adjusted' belt. My capris had rolled further down, allowing a view of the narrow waistband of my little thong, sitting almost at the top of my hips and dipping down in front, beneath my capris to the small piece of black satin that covered my pussy. Desire written clearly in her dark features, she took the rolled top of my leggings in her fingers and began pulling down, down until the front of my thong was completely exposed. When Carrie grabbed my nipples and playfully tweaked them, my whole body jerked, pelvis sticking out as though begging for Dawn's attention. With my capris pulled down almost to my knees, her hands caressing up to the backs of my thighs, I watched her face move forward as though it were a dream. Her tongue, a rather long one as I noted at the time, snaked out from between her luscious lips and touched the silk barrier that protected my sex, slowly licking all the way to the top of the smooth triangle, looking up at me with smiling eyes the whole time. "Aaa-aaahhh!" I breathlessly gasped, my pelvis twitching and bucking slightly "Yeeeaaahhh," Carrie breathed, "Lick that fuckin little cunt..." She did it again... and again as I could only softly wail in a high tone to this exquisite treatment ...