I had never seen another person’s dick before, it must have been about 6”. It was hard and mildly thick. With one hand, he lifted the back of my h...ad up and pushed his hard dick into my mouth with the other. The taste of his dick, was, as I can explain, just new, I couldn’t explain it. I was so tense, too scared to say anything. Justin had both of his hands at the back of my head thrusting his dick into my mouth, saying with his slow, sleezy voice, “Oh yeah”. Justin continued to thrust his dick. Ma would drink herself to sleep too, and then I would sneak in and pick up the dirty condom and suck my father's fuckslop out of it. It wasn't until years later that I realized I was eating my own potential brothers and sisters. By the time I was fifteen, it reached it's lowest point. By then, my father was calling me Sissyboy and Faggot. He asked me almost every week if I was getting any pussy, and when I told him no, he would make fun of me, and even slap me around a little. > I had no. ”Your breathing is already shallow as you watch me, eyes wide and lips parted. I can tell how much you want this, and the feeling is strongly mutual.Slowly leaning towards you, my lips part as my breath catches. Its such a beautiful sight, seeing you lay before me, exposed, your eyes begging for more. You moan deeply as our lips meet, months of anticipation finally leading to something.I deepen the kiss, teasing your tongue with mine as you tentatively reach for my boobs. I gasp, breaking the. Final tally, Tara Brinks, 147 million dollars; Preston Brinks, whatever is left over."Tara thanked her friend profusely, then added, "I need to get going. I just have to change my bra soon! This one is killing me!" Uh... what?"Tara giggled. "I'll tell you all about it sometime. You'll love it!"Before Tara had her talk with Preston, she decided to find another place to live. Not another place in Titshurt, but a different town altogether. She couldn't remain there after her divorce, and even if.