"Oh yeah," Bill groaned pushing himself up a little into my mouth "suck that prick mum."All three boys ribbed me about my use of the proper Latin name... for bodily organs and sexual functions, but suddenly I felt wanton and all the Latin names vanished from my mind. With a loud moan I pushed down on the prick in my mouth and sucked hard, Bill gasped then jerked his hips as his juices suddenly spurted into my mouth, it was the first time that I had sucked a man to an orgasm and at first I was at. She knew it was just running away. She knew that wherever she ran to, she’d be there. And the problems and issues she pushed down to the recesses of her mind would lie dormant, but not dead. She knew she’d solved nothing. That knowledge scared her. She was an intelligent woman, almost too smart for her own good. To resist the endless replaying of arguments, bitter words, and recriminations, she’d shut down some of that intelligence. Because the rational part of her would reason that this. Her moan sounded like approval. He rubbed her clit gently feeling the wetness leaking out. He turned her around to get a better look and saw the expectations in her eyes. "What do you want?" I want you to fuck my pussy and spank my ass." Get down."She went down to her knees. He pulled on her leash to get her closer until her tits were touching his knee. "Spread your legs." She did as she was told. "Have you ever seen a dog in heat? I want to see you be my little pretty bitch."Unable to control. In the car, I thought mom was going to be mad at me. She was almost happy I was experimenting with my sexuality.“The day I turned 18 the father of that boy, now 15, offered $300 to eat lunch with the boy and take him to a prepaid hotel room. Basically, Fran and I said, ‘WTF, go for it.’ It was such easy money I put an ad in BS&O and my first client was a well-off businessman. I got over $3,000 and had so much fun that I would do it again for free. Several years later Fran was 18, we both spent.