And then it happened.The tip of my fully erect member touched a softhard surface inside her mouth. Oh my... Oh my God! Was this really happening? Did ... just touched her throat? Was I in the middle of a real deeeepthroat? Like the one I had always dreamt about? Fantasized about since my teenage? The first ever deepthroat blowjob of my life?"Wooow... wow... just wow... I... I can't... I can't... Anymore... Ohh.. Uhh..." I pushed my buttocks forward and held her head pressed against my cock. I. Although now a days, it's just a ritual. I may end up deciding to stay with this boy, or I may eventually pick one of my own. Although I do have to decide before my first baby is born. And it doesn't have to be the father of my c***d. Heck, daddy isn't my real father, he just happened to be the one that Mom decided on getting married to after being pregnant for three months. As for my real father, the DNA test showed it to be Ron Wolkins, who moved to Illinois a few years back. He's a nice guy,. Your pop-pop said that I'd have to make a choice." A choice?" Yes, a choice. Either I could marry your step-father or I could remaina part of the family." Oh Mom!" I said, shocked. "Pop-pop... he really said that?" Yes, unfortunately, he did. I think he felt he was trying to protect mefrom making what he thought would be a terrible mistake." So how did you decide?" Well, it was a question of love. So that was that." But don't you love pop-pop and gran-gran too?" Well of course, dear. And I. We did just hear a woman having a screaming orgasm when we arrived.”Peter and Martin laughed.“So where is she, Thomas?” Stefan asked. “Where is the lucky girl?”“Not here! I was watching porn! Sarah’s in another town!” Thomas stared desperately at Stefan, and prayed his sister could keep quiet.Stefan simply smiled, took to his feet, and walked towards Thomas until their faces were centimeters apart.“We’ll find her.” Stefan said assuringly. Thomas gulped.“Muller,” Peter said. Stefan turned to.