”“Don’t worry, I won’t go further than you want,” he said, laughing at the dual meaning, as he looked down at his own cock.We toweled off an... headed into my room. He lay on his back and I lay next to him on my side, my head on his chest stroking his cock. He pushed my head down a little and I took the head into my mouth and started the lollipop treatment, something that Mike especially loved, suddenly remembering how I had left him drooling a few minutes before.“Tom,” I said to his cock.“Yes,”. We'll think better when we have eaten right."As I drove home, I tried to put it out of my mind and concentrate on the streets and turns so that I didn't hit anything or body. The garage door came up and I went inside. Charlene could leave her car on the other side. Life was getting complicated.When the doorbell rang, I knew that it was Deborah. I think she was giving us personal service in hopes of getting serviced herself. I let her in and she looked nice. I'm sure Dad would have approved and. .I remember talking about school, sports...nothing specific. He asked casually if I want to see some of his porn collection...sure I replied. He had all kinds...vanilla to wild, gay, lesbian...the works. I never knew...lol! After awhile I got very aroused...my young cock was straining. I remember excusing myself as I had to use the bathroom and pee.I remember going in and closing the door...pulling out my cock from my underwear and shorts and I noticed his moms hamper...hanging out was a pair. A naughty little girl with the sex drive of a nympho crack whore in heat. She may be a man hating feminist dyke, but she'll fuck and suck anything for just one cum.When Pam finally came to after sleeping off the effects of the greatest orgasm of her young life Betty was reciting the last of my hypnotic suggestions, "Betsy loves cock, Betsy needs cock, pussy wants your cock, Please fuck Betsy's wet little lesbian pussy." Her voice was a high pitched monotone as she stared blankly at the swinging.