I cough. “This is disgusting,” I choke. “It tastes good, eventually,” Jonathan winks at me. My heart skips. I take another drink and let it b...rn as it goes down. I hold my breath and swallow the rest, tipping the last drop into my mouth. “I think I’m going to be sick,” I say. “That was horrible.” “You’ll live,” Aaron says, setting down his drink. “I have to go check up on everyone upstairs. Jonathan knows where everything is.” He puts a lot of emphasis on the word everything. As soon as he’s. Two of the three of the groups had the guy laying down while one girl rode his dick and the other girl rode his face. Troy had one of the girls doing the vertical splits fucking her. I didn’t know he had it in him. I looked to my left the two groups were already fucking as well. Like the other two groups the guy was on the ground while one girl rode his dick and the other rode his face. Something inside me clicked. Seeing everything going on around me stirred something up…competition. I. I kneeled on the floor for the boys to feed me their come.I got the majority of their cream in my mouth, but got a lot on my face and hair. The boys need practice of coming in a mouth. I licked my lips and shown the boys that I swallowed their load. Then I licked my fingers as I pulled the come from my hair. The boys put their clothes on and wanted to hang out. I told them they had their revenge and it’s time to leave. Marcus walked in the bathroom, where I was cleaning up and getting. He was always so gentle and new just where to touch me. We started to what I later found out was called 69ing. He would lay me across his chest with my pussy in his face and I would suck his cock. I always came several times before my Dad did and each time I was ready to cum I would have to stop sucking because of the tremors that would race through my body. Just after turning twelve I was real proud of myself because I could get my dads whole six and a half inches into my mouth. I noticed he.