Robin vividly recalled the strange pleasant taste of Lance's sperm that he'd sprayed on her lips earlier in the evening and she momentarily wished that Charlie's stiff cock was spurting into her mouth. Watching the ecstasy on her mother's face as she sucked the last drops from his cock, Robin began rubbing her own wet cunt.

She could never remember having been so stimulated in her life. The sound of the big penis slithering in and out of her mother's lips, and the sight of the creamy cum oozing out of her mouth had almost blown Robin's mind. She was trembling, her fingers clawing at her dripping, hot pussy.

"Did you like that, baby," her mother giggled as she stood up after draining Charlie of his last drop. "Is Diane a good cock-sucker?"

"God, can you suck a cock," he gasped, leaning against the wall as he shakily pulled his pants up.

"Wait till tomorrow," Diane giggled, taking his hand and slipping back into the house.

When they had gone, Robin quickly pulled her jeans down and thrusted her fingers into her juice-drenched slit, quickly bringing herself off. Then, hurrying into her bedroom, she phoned Lance. Lying back on the bed, the phone pressed to her ear, she hoped he would answer and not his parents. She knew it was late, but she desperately wanted to talk to him.

She was pleased when he answered.

"Lance," she whispered in a nervous voice. "This is Robin."

"As if I couldn't tell," he yawned. "What do you want?"

"I want to suck you off," she blurted, too excited to control herself.

"What?" he gasped, unable to believe what he'd heard.

"I want to suck you off," she repeated.

When he didn't answer, Robin continued. "Please take me for a ride tomorrow night. I really want you to come in my mouth and I'm awfully sorry about this evening."