' I sighed again.'What are you going to do?' she asked, knowing what was going through my mind.'I shouldn't rush it right? She just needs time.''Whate...er you do, I'm here for you, you know that right?'I held her tight, feeling her melt against me always made my heart thump and for a moment I forgot about Pepper.I drove home with my uncomfortable bulge and pretty much raced to the shower, I had thought about asking Keira to help me out but I didn't want to make her sick as well.I don't think it. I wanted to show my mum whenever I got hard. It was amazing to me that it could grow and stiffen and the feeling was so good when it would throb and harden. Mum was apparently relaxed about it, brushing me off and ignoring me, except when it was bath time. If my penis got hard when mum was washing us, I can remember vividly how the atmosphere would change. Mum would wash my brother quickly, lift him out of the bath, dry him and lead him through to the bedroom. As she was leaving the bathroom. Now behave yourself."I thought back to when I woke up this morning and how sore my throat had been. Even though I had just watched it happen on the television I was still horrified by the realization that he was telling the truth, that I had taken their sex organs into my throat last night. He placed his penis back at my lips and I reluctantly opened my mouth. He started slowly pushing it inside of me and as he did he ordered me to swallow. I couldn't, not with that fat penis in my mouth. But. But he’s been using me like a $10 hooker.”My cock suddenly plumped in my pants as I created images to match those very descriptive words.“Don’t let her fool ya, Charlie,” I heard Dad interject in the background. “She’s been taking all I can dish out and begging for more.”“Well let me tell you,” she continued, “your father never ran dry once this week, so it looks like those supplements he got are definitely working.”“Let’s just say your mother has been enjoying a steady protein-packed diet,” he.