Her perky, earthy breasts lowered above my face as she planted her pussy around my dick.“I guess that you’re Papi, too, now, but that’s okay wit... Nicky, I think. You’re Papi to him as well, even if he doesn’t call you that. You’re so fucking ... thick up here!” Monica groaned while Chelsea finished up inside Nicky and they both joined us in bed.“Well, Monica, you’re not so bad yourself, you know. Oh, God!” I shuddered as she continued riding me, her warm, wet pussy surrounding my cock for some. I loved Donna to death, but Phil was an absolute asshole."Forget it," Mom said disgustedly. "No 14-year-old is staying home by himself."This was on Wednesday, the last time I made the appeal. I was shocked shitless then, when I responded to Mom's call to come to the living room Thursday afternoon. She was fit to be tied."What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" I'm sure you did," she said hotly. "But right now it's not about you. Your Aunt Jo called me this afternoon. Uncle Al has the flu and. We’ll load clothes in the SUV and our cars. By then, Mitch should be here.”Mitch pulled up with Melody but Jack, Emily, and Karen Edwards were right behind him in an SUV. Red Fred was behind them in still another pickup with Bobby. Lisa ran out to kiss and hug everyone thanking them for coming. Mitch and I grabbed the mattress while Jack and Bobby carried the box springs. Lisa had boxes of clothes from the drawers to carry as well as the hanger clothes. Everyone tramped up and down grabbing. ..." I paused, deliberately, then added "3." The two women got to their feet, flanked me, Darla cupping my balls, Mom fondling my cock and we walked away.At the foot of the stairs, Mom turned and informed Pop: "We'll use the master bedroom, we're going to need the big bed. Take Lucy to her room, Tom."Upstairs in my parents' bedroom, Linda went to her bedside table drawer and threw me four black stockings. "Spreadeagle her, Tony," Mom ordered, "while I get the camera set up." As I set about.