“Gross, it looks like a melted snicker bar!” Simon observed out loud as he twitched his nose in what I can only describe as a fascinated level of ...isgust.My dad told him to be polite.“No, it is true,” Joe smiled reassuringly at Simon and told him that there were peanuts in his mother’s turd and everything. “It is probably not as satisfying to eat though,” he joked.Simon made a disgusted noise of disbelief and chuckled at Joe’s reassuring comment.I was so jealous of Joe. I had reassured my. "I know, but I have to, but I have something for you," said Sheila and she took something from her jean's pocket.Sheila had a pair of her knickers in her hand. "I put these on after we fucked this morning so they have both of our juices in them," she said. She had just intended to hand them to him and leave, but with the sounds of Tony and Christine being busy downstairs, Sheila said, "Quick, undo your jeans."Sean did so, and Sheila spun him around and lowered his jeans and boxers and took his. I looked over to Elise who was still sleeping peacefully in the nude. She looked like an angel. If there was such a thing as a sex angel.I got up and went to the kitchen to grab a quick breakfast. Shawn and Matt already left for the day but Jeff was still there finishing his cereal."Hey," Jeff said. He looked too embarrassed to look me in the eye."Don't worry, it's cool," I said, "Elise told me everything. She said it was a joke and all in good fun. She's not angry and I'm not angry."Jeff gave. I ran my tongue up her slit, parting her folds for moment. Everything froze in place after my lick, her slit not squeezing tight again like it should, exposing her delicate petals. The tight entrance to her sheath winked at me.“Oh, god, you're just so wet for my cock. You're always wet for my cock, aren't you?” I asked. “Yeah, you are. That's why you rag on me all the time. That's what you claim I'm such a loser. You hate how your cunt gets so turned on by me. How you want to be my slut more.