When his father looked again, Tom had a cap on but was still in his shirt, so he swung around to him again.“Aren’t you taking off the shirt?” he...called.“No! I can’t,” Tom responded.Lynette ran up to them. “Dad, please don’t yell at Tommie; he has to leave his shirt on. Please don’t make him take it off, he can’t do it!”“What’s this?” Duncan muttered. Aloud he asked, “Lynette, what do you know about Tommie’s shirt? Why he won’t take it off?”She looked at Tom. “He’s scared or somethin’, Dad.” Tom. He turns towards me piercing me with his eyes like he always does, drops his towel and flashes me his rock hard cock standing tall to attention. He had my attention for sure as I blushed and left the locker room. I absolutely loved it, I knew that his hard cock was for me. Right then I determined I had to taste that solid cock deep in my throat. I wanted it all, I visualized what it would be like to touch it. I wanted so badly to slop it and lick and suck those yummy balls until spit and. He tapped me on the nose with it so it made a stringof cum from my nose to his cock. Harry was laughing at me while I sat therestunned. Frank started to slowly paint my lips with precum saying it was mylipstick. Although I was embarrassed I started to feel dizzy.. almostintoxicated from the smell of sex, the taste of cum on my lips and becauseI was being used. Even though it was wrong, and I was disgusted withmyself, I was going to let this happen again. I kept telling myself that Iwas being. I gathered my Mom and Dad together with Jess, my elder sister."I know you've been worried about what Jayne has been doing running with a rough crowd," I explained, "Well, a friend of mine saw this video on the internet and he recognised it as my sister. He told me I should see it if I wanted to see what she's been doing. I think you need to see it too."I hoped that this explanation would be plausible enough to them, at least their attention would soon be on more obvious concerns than whether.