As much as I'd love to say my first time was the most beautiful thing, it wasn't. It lasted all of about 15 minutes and "he" proceeded to roll over an... fall asleep while I lay extremely un-happy. I eventually drifted off to sleep after calming down, realising the alcohol in his system probably had something to do with the way I was treated.I woke up at 10.03am the following morning, as usual, feeling grotty. I pulled a loose fitting low cut black top over my silky hair and perk boobs and. I remember that Mum and Dad were always eager to get rid of us on a Sunday afternoon. We were told that Dad needed to have a "rest". And, as soon as we were outside we would notice Mum getting undressed and then the blinds being drawn in the bedroom. My brother used to go under the house - it's built on stilts - and could see and hear what was going on. If it was raining, Mum and Dad used to go into the storeroom for some sex in there, and we would all hear the shelving creaking as Dad pushed. . . I was wondering if perhaps you could help me translateit. Inside there is a small crystal statue and a piece of parchment."He took the box from me and without removing the pipe from hismouth, muttered what seemed to be some sort of prayer. Helooked over the outside of the box and then slowly lifted the lid. Ashe looked inside his face went almost blank."K u l k u l c a n n n n . . ." he said in a slow breathy voice. "Thegods have looked with favor upon you my son." He held the statueup. Eventually we kissed, our hands still pumping away. I moaned a little into Hunter's mouth. Quint had us look towards the camera as he photographed our facial expressions. Eventually we came, squirting semen onto our stomachs almost in unison. We kissed once more and then headed down the hallway towards class.We got a somewhat strange request in the courtyard. A girl wanted to lick the cum off of our bodies. I wasn't sure if it qualified as reasonable, but Hunter didn't have a problem with it..