I started to ask him what he was doing, but he shhhhhhh'd me. I knew Mom was asleep, or else passed out, probably from all that moaning. He slid down ...ext to me on the bed. I wasn't scared. His hand was rubbing up and down my back, and it felt really good. I thought about him and my mom, and I was happy that he wanted to be with me. He whispered into my face that he loved me. I could smell his breath, and it smelled of the same whiskey he and I had shared. I knew he was drunk, but I breathed it. I moaned and yelled, “Yes, yes, oh God! Stroke me. Give me something to lick. I want cocks in my mouth NOW!!!!” I didn’t have to wait long for the chubby male stuck his fat cock in. It smelled horrible but I didn’t care, because I was too happy that I had that delicious taste of cock in my mouth again.I sucked and snorted as cum dripped all over me and my clitty was stroked. then I felt a hand, I dunno who it was from but I think it was one of the girls who grabbed me and put a condom on my. ‘Ooh! Did she just taste his cum? Without being more or less forced to?’This is beyond anything Donald could imagine happening. And then, her fingers do not go back to his balls, but rather along the short stretch between his balls and his anus. Somehow, she just knew and found where to press against his taint. Over and over as she continues to jerk him.Has she been studying or is she just this naturally good. She is so naïve about the sexual world, but as soon as she is directed to do. With so much money invested in Morton Field and how it was connecting the other business ventures of JBG together, it was hard to just drive by any more.Besides trying to keep up with all the investments, the coffee from the café would make any Marine proud. It could walk the walk and talk the talk and keep you awake. I carried a two quart thermos to fill every day. It was worth the five bucks I left on the counter every time.Just like at KCC when I walked into the café I was met with multiple.