We usually meet on weekends, he comes over to my place sometime in the night, I never know exactly when but I know what I have to immediately as he co...es through the door.I kneel before him, unzip his trousers and suck his thick cock until he signals me to stop. Sometimes I suck him until he comes in my mouth and I swallow it, I like how his cum tastes. Other times he takes my panties off, if I am wearing any, and fucks me till he comes inside me. He never says a word until he has cum at least. ”Brock tried the number from night before but there was no answer. He jotted the number down and handed it to Merie.“Give this to your dad,” he said. “Maybe he can trace where the call came from. I’m sure he knows the usual suspects.”Merie visited for a few minutes before heading back home. She hated what Leah had become and she hated the fact that she ruined what might have been the best Christmas of Meredith’s life if she would have only stayed away.Brock spent the remainder of Christmas Day. I wanted to leave this fucking town, but Mom wanted to stay. She promised me she would get you to suck my asshole."Jimmy laughed. "Nobody has to make, me do that. I'd do it anyway."Kathy smiled at her son. "I know that, now. It was just a way of convincing your sister to agree to hang around so I could be with Jack longer." Wanna see me suck your asshole, Sharon?" Jimmy grinned. "Turn it up and I'll suck your fucking asshole!"Sharon giggled and twisted about on the bed, drawing her knees. I had never possessed a cell phone until I was issued one by my employer. I rarely carried it and I rarely used it. I remember that I had to search through the bedroom for a moment to locate it.Two years later, on Mother’s Day 2003, I would get another horrible call on the device telling me that my oldest sister, the sweetest person I knew and the person I considered my moral compass, had died.I cannot recall a single time I have received good news via cell phone. Perhaps that is why I despise.