If he was the panty wanker, I didn’t know quite what I would do. I supposed I would try and watch him rub his cock with my panties, and then sneak i... and lick them clean afterwards. The stereo was outside the door, so I would know that the bathroom was in use. I crept to the door and placed my ear to it. I heard a sort of squeal from Ray. He gasped, “oh fuck”, and at that moment I had found my panty wanker. As I listened, I heard him scrambling as he took his clothes off. I took off my shirt to. ...and drink my my bottle."The little night light came on immediately, the room illuminated with asoothing yellow glow, the walls reflecting the dancing bear pictures onthe lampshade."Now get into bed you sissy baby, take the bottle and drink it all."Her voice was suddenly authoritative and harsh again.I slipped under the satin quilt, its cool caress tickling my skin andmaking me wriggle foolishly to its touch. With an elbow propping me upI reached for the bottle intent on removing the teat. I live with my mother and two brothers. I have never known who my father was. This was my first frat party but not my first fuck. My two older brothers have been filling all three of my holes just about any time they feel like it for about a year now. It started when we were in our pool and they untied the strings of my bikini, stripping me in the water and then raping me beside the pool when I tried to get out. After that it was not rape any more because you can't rape the willing. Mom. I can feel your warmth from your mound. I don’t want to distract you too much. Your sucking much faster, licking and smacking and stroking it, your head moving up and down and I manage to sneak my fingers inside your wet hot pussy. It feels really nice because I’ve made you so wet!! you move around and reach over and kiss me long and hard. I lick my fingers with your wet sweetness. You taste good. “Are you ok?” You ask, your voice toned with concern. “Yes, honey of course. Everything is.