Mitch feasted on me for over half an hour, my orgasms flowing like streams, one into another. I tried to be quiet for the first one, remembering that Mitch's parents were just down the hall, but by the second I'd mostly forgotten. After that, I had no concept of where I was, other than under Mitch's care.

Finally I pushed her away. "Okay, stop, mmm, my turn. I want a turn."

"Yeah?" Mitch moved up over my body, grinning that mischievous little Mitch smile.

I stared into her blue eyes, my mouth watering at the thought of her taste. "Yeah, please?"

"Sweetheart, you never have to beg for that." She...