He kissed me gently on the lips and then roughly pulled on my leash, bringing me down to my knees. He unzipped his jeans and pulled his already semi-...ard cock out of his pants. “Open,” he said, cupping my jaw. I did as I was told and put my lips around his dick. He held my head to his body and I felt his dick growing inside my mouth. It was soon so hard that it was to my throat, making me gag, but he held my head there. He finally released his grip and I pulled back, gasping for air before. Well his plans changed to three bedrooms and then to just two bedroom. Of course mom and dad wanted a bedroom of their own so that left one bedroom for the four of us kids. We were little when we moved in so it didn’t really matter too much but that was quite some time ago now. Back then dad got two used double beds because they were cheaper than four twin size beds and they fit in the room better too. I remember sleeping with my brother for a while but then for some reason that didn’t work out. Our thighs tensed, our breathing became harder and our moans louder, shamelessly we made intense love to ourselves. The sweet pain was becoming uncontrollable and very intense. We spurted at the same time. The warm, salty, juice oozed out from the slit to our tongues as we licked it all clean and dry, but the hardness refused to go.Drained from the hard work, we dozed off, naked and entangled. I woke up to the smell of weed. My naughty tasty boy was cooly smoking a joint, with the quilt down to. I did not want to find out who she was fucking and I wouldn’t tell her who I was. It wasn’t a modern “open marriage.” It was more like the military in the 90’s—”Don’t ask, and don’t tell.”In early 1976 MaryAnn’s mother moved in with us. I never got along with her, but I maintained a wary truce with old slutty bitch. She really had no choice about moving in as she was diagnosed with the big “C” and there was no one in Oak Park, IL to take care of her. Her younger brother, the one that is two.