Teri was surprised at the strangely exciting taste as a rivulet of cock juice dribbled down her cheek and into the corner of her mouth. She unconsciously noticed the globs of cum that had flowed out of his cock and onto her clutching hand. Releasing his prick, she quickly licked her fingers and hand clean. She had never tasted anything so incredibly good in her life.

"D'ya like that stuff?" Brad smiled up to her as he lay exhausted on the lawn.

"God, yes," she giggled, still licking her fingers. "That's the wildest juice that I've ever tasted."

"Good," he smiled, "As soon as I recover, you can suck a whole batch out of me."

"Really," Teri whispered excitedly. "Can I really suck some out of your cock?"

"Yes, honey," smiled Brad. "You can suck my cock anytime."

"Oh, good," Teri giggled, resting her face on his chest and listening to the music and laughter coming across the fence from his parents' party.

On the other side of the fence, Laura Barker, Teri's mother was crossing the patio with three drinks in her hands.

"Here you are," she giggled, handing two of them to Brad's mother and father.

"Thanks Laura," smiled Susan Roberts, "But you shouldn't have done that. You're our guest."

"Nonsense," Laura laughed, tossing her long, red hair back. "I don't want to be considered a guest in your home."

"She's a damned fine person," Tracy Roberts mumbled to his wife as Laura walked away.

"She certainly is," sighed Susan. "It must be lonesome for she and Teri to be living alone."

"And that Teri seems to be a real nice girl," he added.

"Our son seems to think so too," Susan laughed, getting up. "I guess we should circulate with the guests."

Rising, Tracy followed his wife across the patio, admiring the sensuous swing of her soft round ass. With her lustrous black hair and creamy skin, he considered her the mast beautiful woman he'd ever seen. His only regret was her complete disinterest in sex. She was a warm, loving person in every respect, except when it came to the fucking.