He started slowly pushing his cock deep in mouth building up the pace. As his pace built up my eyes began to water and drool began to run down my chin... Holding onto the other cock with one hand I put my other hand down to my pussy and started to touch myself.As he grabbed my hair harder and pulled my head closer into him, the deeper his cock went in my throat. Gagging and choking a little he pulled his cock out of my mouth. I could tell he was about to cum. Looking up at him with my make up. ..” She started.“I don’t know. I mean, maybe? We never went THAT far with that kind of thing. Annie didn’t like sharing.” I said.Danielle laughed, and I mean she laughed.“What?” I asked.“She sounds just like me. So I know my answer.” Danielle said before leaning over my shoulder, and giving me another peck on the cheek.She gave me a hug from behind and then I felt the bed adjust again as she pulled away. I turned my head and looked over my shoulder at her. The sheet was around her waist,. There was a lot of yelling and a lot of physical abuse, he tells me.Our father pretty much disappeared from our lives. Neither Mom nor Matthew ever bring him up unless I do and tehnI am quickly diverted to another subject. It was one piece of the mystery. Recently I began to suspect that Matthew was having sex with our mother. In the past I've noticed how close they were but in my more naieve understanding merely thought it was just the natural affection between a boy and his mother. I would. I was soon thrashing around and moaning like an a****l, cumming harder than I'd ever cum before. As I came down, and my body started to cool, I felt something pressing against my ass. That was the last place I wanted to be touched, but was so weakened now I could do nothing. Whatever it was began to press harder against my tight ring and I realised it was a finger. It slipped in slowly and the tip was worked in and out of my ass a little at a time. Then somebody spat on me and the finger worked.