His name is Billy. Billy and I grew up in a small town in west Texas. We were both raised as strict Christians, and I do mean strict.Billy and I were ...oth virgins when we got married because that's the way we were taught it was supposed to be. When I was sixteen my mother sat me down to explain sex to me. Having grown up on a farm I already now where babies came from but I knew nothing about sex. Mother told when a man and women wanted to have a baby the woman would lay down on the bed and the. She gets out of the car and grabs the bags of groceries she picked up on the way and walks to the door.Once inside, Sherri puts the items she bought away and then heads out to feed the animals, thinking once that is done she can shower and settle in for a relaxing, if not lonely, weekend.Later, with the animals fed and cared for, Sherri heads back to the house. As she approaches the door a strange feeling that something is wrong sends a chill down her spine. She thinks to herself that she knows. “Aahh, Aahh.” Mother moans out while sucking on my thumb.I withdraw my fingers, now slick with her love juice, from her slit.“Please Sir, I need to come.” Mom says as she sucks and swirls her tongue around my thumb.“Not yet mother, I am just getting started.” I reply as my lubed fingers move along the outer edge of her vaginal opening.After making several passes, I softly trace circles over her distended clit and follow those with flicks across mom’s erect clit.“Oh God Sir, I need to come now!”. He frowned at her for interrupting his snack. “Do you ever tire of Davariel making love to you?” Davariel snickered. “How could you compare-” she began. “Because, for me feeding is more pleasurable than sex,” Drakken interjected. “Even Davariel feels more alive when he feeds from the sexual energy generated by others around him. Sex is just an appetizer.” Davariel snorted this time. When they both looked at him in irritation, he merely replied in Luciel’s Edenian jargon, “not.”Luciel knew.