Because of my awareness I didn’t really cry a lot. About the only time I would cry was when I got hurt or something, but I didn’t cry if I merely ...anted something. When I was hungry I projected a thought of the food I wanted into my parents’ minds, my Mom was freaked out the first time I did that to her, but Dad knew it was coming. I couldn’t speak to them per se, but I could send images, and feelings. However, I was fully talking in sentences by the time was fourteen months old. I would pick. After closing some I found that one porn that I and Cara watched “mom fucks son in the ass” we laughed again, mom said, “you have done Cara’s ass, right.”“Yeah, it was fun it's tighter and hard but it's more fun after a while.”“Proud of you my boy, have you ever taken in the ass, like a dildo, or a strap on or anything like it.”“Nope”“You need to do that one like now”“I don't think so like that will be gross getting my ass fucked by some plastic dick”“I said you need to, I didn't ask for an. When I went around to the other large booth. The light was on indicating that porn was running, but the door was obviously not fully shut. I open it and walked in slowly so that if I got a message that my presence wasn’t appreciated, I could leave. The guy in the booth looked to be in his late 40s, so younger than me. He was thin, had an out-doorsey tan and a well-groomed full beard, but he gave the impression of being a trucker. Not surprising as this place is surrounded by a major truck. I just involuntarily twitch and dribble out a bit of cum. DOH....Mary deftly scoops it off my dick and smears it on my face. ONE the ladies cheer.Mary waits a moment, bites my earlobe and starts to tease my still rock hard dick again. With her other hand she starts to pinch my nipples really hard which makes me cum almost instantly......"Oh no you don't my man". I twitch and dribble. She scoops it up and makes me lick my cum off her fingers. The last scoop she licked up. TWO!!!!!YAY!!!!!! they.