We went camping together. Bert became a Boy Scout leader andI volunteered at school. Bert watched the NFL and NASCAR. I lost myselfin trashy romance n...vels and reality TV. It was a thoroughlyconventional life, and I loved every moment of it.We almost never argued. One of the few things we did exchange angrywords over was my continued smoking habit. Even when I was pregnant, Ididn't quit entirely, though I did cut way back. He kept telling me Iwas going to kill myself and he didn't want to be. He carried me all the way to the bathroom and then sat me down on the toilet.I looked up at He and George through my tears and noticed they both were smiling."Donny,You're just a little homesick,is all. What You need,is a nice warm bath."I started crying even harder."But I don't have any pajamas and George said I couldn't sl-eep with Him because I have a stinky butt!" I said between sobs."George?" Did You say that?!" NO! I said he couldn't sl-eep with Me if he wore his dirty underpants!". He did that and more. While I worked Nate's cock into my mouth Clark unzipped the back of my dress and slid it down and off my body. I wasn't wearing any underwear, and in my stoned brain this was hot as hell. I felt the older boy's hands on my soft flesh and I shuddered from the touch. In the distance I heard my cell-phone ring but I ignored the sound. Instead I bobbed my head on the skinny older boy's cock as everyone else watched on in shock and surprise."Fuck me, please," I begged after. It was perfectly straight about 6.5" inches long - by nowhe was running his hands up and down his shaft talking about tightpussy and how it tasted. I didn't care by then, so I dropped my ownshorts and began stroking away. Kevin looked over and remarked, "I'mso horny, I would do anything to dump my load"He then asked if I had ever jacked off with a guy before. I said no,then he went on to say that he did every once in a while with otherguys on the block. He said it was pretty cool, if there were.