The only sounds was that of our combined breathing and we lay on the bed completely spent.I turned my head and looked at the others and they sat in st...nned silence as well. I moaned as I rolled over and tried to reach for my glass of wine. Only to remember it was empty. Scotty grabbed my glass and I yelled out bring another bottle Scotty.I tired to sit up but I felt as limp as a rag doll. Louis grabbed some pillows and I settled back and just sat in stunned wonderment at what had just took. " An old friend... what do you mean?" Skip, I want to bring Skip with me." You want me to... ?" Yes, I want you to fuck both of us." Is Skip with you now? Has to be him since you brought him up earlier." Yes he is with me, can the two of us come get you? Mom, have you ever been to a motel with two men?" No never... You would be ok with that? Me with Skip?" Mom, I know Skip fucked you when we were still in high school." I had a suspicion you knew. You could have joined us back then. I wanted you. Needless to say, Red got bored out of her mind on a daily basis and had taken for long walks in the woods all alone when her father was busy chopping down trees and selling the wood. Then one day, her grandmother had moved to the other side of the forest several miles away and Red was ecstatic to be able to visit her on occasion. She would go there with her mother who would then have “girl talk” for hours, boring Red to death once again. But it was different than life at home and much better. Then down the shaft. Over and over. My hand would move a bit faster and faster. I was encouraged as I would hear him moan. I loved to rub his precum around the head and lube it up. It would blow my mind when I hear him moan and feel his cock swell in my hand. I knew what was happening. His head would go back and his eyes close, then he would let loose. Cum would fly. It was great. There was no doubt that John was loving what was happening. John would always return the favor. We were.