“Oh my god. You’re a little fucking whore aren’t you?” I giggled.She just moaned. “Yes! I’m a fucking whore.” She curled her stomach to ...ift and spread her ass cheeks apart allowing me easier access to her sphincter. “I love sucking cock and I’m a dirty fucking whore.” she moaned. I slid my finger further into her asshole and she moaned louder “OH, FUCK! Can you do that with your tongue?” she begged.I lay flat on my back and helped her sit up. “Put that fucking cock in your mouth.” I said as I. When they got home Mom made love to Dad. She always said he was her hero. Mom told us girls a lot about her love life with Dad, but we had to promise never to let on that we knew. Mom said Dad was a great lover and always made sure she was satisfied. Another story I’ll tell you about was when Dad got drunk. It didn’t happen very often but his bowling team had just won the conference and his team set out to celebrate. Dad ended up mixing his booze, which he didn’t do well. He was totally drunk.. Rachel: Oh, no issue. We know how to take care of that.Zach: Well you’d best be getting out of here. Say, do you have a trailer?Rachel: No, we thought we were going to ride him bareback together.Zach: Oh, he should be able to handle the two of you no problem. Millie: Here’s your cash. Ok, we’re off!Zach: Bye! Wait, take me with you!…Rachel: Oh my god, we’re here. That thing never died down, did it? I bet this baby shoots buckets! Rachel slaps the side of the horses cock like a car salesman.. Hollywood will look after the kids, won't you, dear?"Now, I can't swear to the exact wording of this, I could barely hear it, but that was pretty much what transpired. Hollywood placed me in the back of a car which set off at a brisk pace to, if I remember rightly, University Hospital. I spent several days in the hospital, mostly because I couldn't give them an address I could go to.The first friend I bumped into on leaving the hospital took me home with her and kept me for two weeks. One day.