‘Take a break. I brought dinner’ I advised indicating my basket, ‘the sunset is really pretty outside. I’ll set it up, go rest for a little wh...le. You can always pick up again after dinner’ ‘But it worked a minute ago! Maybe just a little longer’ ‘It won’t work until you rest you lip. Are you hungry?’ ‘Yes. I’ll help’ she motioned for the basket but I wouldn’t have it ‘No, let me do this. Please? Go get a drink of water and watch the sunset for a little while’ ‘Ok’ she agreed grudgingly So much. .. touch it again. I want to rub it again and hear your voice. The sounds you made when Mom was rubbing you ... and then when I did it. I never heard anything like it. It made me feel ... I don’t know... important, or something.” She frowned. “I know you like it. I know you like us. So why won’t you let us make you feel good?”“I do like you both!“ he shouted. “Don’t you get it? I can’t have you both!”She crossed her arms under her breasts, which seemed to perch on those arms like two playful. “Fairy hungry, very hungry. Fairy very tired, very weak.” she told him. He knew she was too tired to eat but he knew that he had to leave soon. “I have to go home, are you going to be ok?” he asked.“Very hungry, very tired.” she said again still looking at his semi-hard penis. Her constantly looking at his cock was making him very horny. He wanted to make sure the little fairy was ok, but also wanted to be inside her mouth again before he left. Vince laid down on his side looking at the. After that, when he slept over at my house, we (like most k**s back then) slept in the same bed. We learned how to have quiet sex; he was gentler about it. After we were in bed for a while, the playing would begin. I did suck his cock a lot but, there was also some fucking done. Many nights I’d get it before we went to sleep then, wake up to his rock hard morning wood. I kept a small jar of Crisco in my bedroom, along with some old towels, just for that. My mother was no dummy; she knew, almost.