When I felt his cock nearing the mouth of my cunt, I shoved my ass back. My greedy cunt swallowed up his cock eagerly. I heard him moan as my hot box ...ccepted him. "Fuck me, Jim! You know I want you to cum inside me!" I cried out into the thunder. Just then, I felt big, cool raindrops on my back. The skies opened up and it began raining hard as Jim fucked me. I bucked against his cock, my big, pregnant belly bouncing with the motion. The thunder and lightning was getting worse. The wind picked. "I love you. You and only you. I've blanked out on some of what happened, but I remember the end. I remember you licking me, to try to bring me down, even after I had had all those guys in there. I don't know how you did it. You must have been completely grossed out. And, you know what? Through that whole gangbang-that is the orgasm I remember, with complete clarity. The one you gave me, with your tongue." Like I said, I'm glad I did it. I gave up every ounce of my vaunted control-I couldn't. Two heads turned toward me. Recognition and understanding flowed silently in the air as Mom smiled and rolled off onto her back. Gravity kept the cum inside her and her wide open legs invited me to come and get it. My robe slid off me as I ran across the room toward Mom's pooled fountain of Gramps' tasty sperm, that stuff I had come to love in the past few days. I dove in between her legs and attacked the ivory liquid like a starving cat at a bowl of milk. My mind thought irrelevantly that it. I plop back on the couch and wait. I hear his heavyfootsteps racing down the stairs. He moves my chips and sits almost rightbeside me, and we start the game. Wes starts asking if I have a girlfriendand how many I have had. I said I haven't had any yet. He says thatsucks. We keep playing the game. Wes is still able to teach me tricks inthe game. Then out of nowhere, Wes asks if I was gay. I say no and keepplaying. He said there is evidence that you are gay and that's why I askedyou. I just keep.