After I'd left Chris's house and returned home with mam I just couldn't seem to get out of my mind what I'd witnessed,seeing Chris's srep-dad seemingl... sniffing his underwear,the pair he'd used to wipe up my boy-piss.To my innocent mind it had seemed so weird seeing this.Yet in another,(maybe not so innocent),part of my mind it had seemed,well,I don't know,just sexy.Yeah,what would a k** of my age know about sexy?! What I do know is that sat at the table with mam and dad eating dinner my. .. I... I just... oh God!” Rory stammered, and turning, fled from the room.Jean lifted her spunk-covered body from the bed and made her way to the shower. Just before entering she stopped, dipped a finger into the white glob of cum on her belly, lifted it to her mouth and for the first time since the death of her husband tasted spunk in her mouth.“Rory, can I come in, son?” Jean called through his bedroom door as she gently tapped on it.“Yes... I guess so.” Rory's voice was not its usual. That shit with Britney, on Christmas Day...”“Yeah...” Chicohad almost stood up to Uno over that, had come within a hair of rebelling, but there was never a precise moment where what they were doing was that much different than the previous torture. And then in an instant Ricardo had made his strike... And who would have backedChicoup? He took a moment to ponder the question. Toro would have stood with him, Chicowas sure of that now, but who else? Bambino? Diego? Just maybe, but probably not,. I realized they were not going to tell me more so decided I might as well simply go along with my selection. All the girls were very pretty so in the end I simply selected the bold girl who had answered my initial question. "Thank you sir," she answered with very clear delight.I felt somewhat flattered in spite of suspecting it was something of a con, but took my selected beauty up to the very large bed placed in the middle of the room. Once on the bed she quickly took off her dress and wiggled.