The Irish have an old adage or saying ‘Don’t be too proud or too happy because the devil will find you and slap you down. I’ve paraphrased it so...e but that’s what happened to me. *************** My parents were killed when our house caught fire and was destroyed late one night and I was suddenly on my own at 18. I woke up coughing from the smoke and disorientated. My dad rushed into my room yelling that the house was on fire and to get out. I jumped through the window in my bedroom as my dad. Instantly I wanted you, immediately I had to have you.I wanted to make you moan for me, gasp in pleasure for me, I wanted your body to tremble and shudder as you come for me .I didn't care not one bit, that we in a room full of people and were supposed to conduct ourselves properly.Didn't care that any minute, we would sit down to an amazing catered dinner.I had to have you and that was all that mattered.This was not the first time we had done this, nor would it be the last .We had brought this. ‘You too, baby.’ Now, Sue groaned as her mother fingered her. ‘Mom?’ ‘What, honey?’ I could still feel them moving between the other’s legs. ‘Why does Brad’s cum taste so good?’ ‘I don’t know, baby, why?’ ‘I was wondering if it was just Brad or was it all men or just black men?’ Amy paused and added ‘I don’t know, Sue. I guess we’ll just have to experiment, okay honey?’ ‘Sounds like fun,’ added Sue and I drifted off to sleep after many minutes of fearful wonder at just how they planned to. I just sat numb, knowing they had seen my mum, dressed as a school girl, sucking off Andrew’s monster cock! It was 5 minutes before mum came in, ‘Oh well that was bloody great wasn’t it? Now all your friends have seen Andrew, and me…..Christ Gina, what were you think of?’ she said, throwing her arms up in the air. ‘I thought he was cheating on you. I thought you were supposed to be home tomorrow,’ I mumbled. Then I noticed the little ink stain on the blouse, I looked at the grey school skirt..