After we moved, I not only felt bad for myself, but also for Jake, Murray and especially Mr. Adams. I hoped they found another boy to take care of the... soon. And of course, I was going crazy out in the suburbs without any of my men to have sex with. None of the guys at my new school seemed interested, and neither did the teachers. Maybe they were just scared. At any rate, I found myself masturbating and fantasizing a lot more. One of the men I fantasized about was Mr Hanson. He lived across the. Her smile never left her beautiful face. I switched stroking to my left hand and put my arm around Cindy to pull her closer. She pulled up the arm rest to get closer. I reached around and grabbed a handful of her breast thinking she might stop me. She just snuggled into me and moaned. I felt her hand reach down and cup my balls. She began gently pulling and squeezing them. I felt myself getting close to orgasm, so I slowed it down. I didn't want to finish so quickly."Uncle Jimmy, keep stroking. ..for easy access to your meat holes of course. Fifteen minutes before the taxi came to take us and our luggage to the bus station, I had you get on all fours and hiked your dress up to expose your porcelain white, formerly innocent ass cheeks. I brought a bowl of olive oil with a brush and turkey baster over and placed it next to you. I had decided to use olive oil as opposed to baby oil because of it's greater viscosity. Something that would help reduce the possibility of you crying out while. I fluttered my tongue through Grandma's folds, stroking her. She whimpered, her breasts shaking. She feasted on Mommy's pussy as I devoured hers. We were all moaning and gasping. Mommy grasped Grandma's tits, groping them.My orgasm built and built. I loved this wonderful delight. Daddy squeezed my rump. He massaged me. His fingers dug into my butt-cheeks. Pleasure surged through me. I groaned, my lips nuzzling into Grandma's pussy.I licked and lapped at her twat as Daddy ate me.We were all.