You know I had really oiled it up for the way it glistened in the dim light from the computer monitor.You watch intently as my hand slides slowly down...to the base of my thickness and then slowly up to the tip that's oozing plenty of juice.As my palm slowly circles over the top, I reach down and play with my balls with the other hand. You can easily hear my moans of pleasure while my hands stimulate myself more and more.You realize you hadn't even looked at the monitor to see who or what had me. He came close, I felt his hard cock against my stomach, he smiled and started snogging me, making sure his saliva went on my lips and mouth. His tongue entered my mouth and I started responding through fear of the consequences from Kathleen and natural sexual urges. I felt his hand on my cock and he started wanking me. He grapped my wrist and directed my hand to his hard cock and I started wanking his cock too.I heard Dawns voice. “You sure he,s not gay Kathleen” . Kathleen replied “ Ime sure. They had almost been caught by Mrs. Brady on the kitchen table once. Sam also taught her the joys of using any everyday object to achieve sexual pleasure. Many times he would personally deliver a particularly tenderpiece of veal or liver or steak, which Alice would then use to jack him off bywrapping it around his hard cock. After he had shot a copious wad into the meat,she would lick the remaining juices off of his cock, savoring the piquant flavorof cum with the raw juice of the meat.. Once a year the Farmers planted a crop of magical seeds and 10 months later children would grow. The children that ran away with the First Mother built their own village in the land furthest away. Each male child would lay with the Mother and then he would have the ability to make children. This is how my village worked for hundreds of years. Every man in the village laid with the Mother. My mother, of course, is the Mother right now. I never see her because she spends all her time with the.