I remembered her words as the music of sex played in my body. Do whatever you want … hold my head and fuck my throat. I hardly understood what all t...at meant. I longed to own her like that, but I had not yet mastered myself enough to become hers. Instead, I let those thoughts mix with the amazing image of her kneeling and sucking my cock. I wanted to grab her as she suggested, to thrust hard until I'd forced my shaft all the way down her throat, but my arms wouldn't pull, and my hips wouldn't. I left them around my knees, didn't want to lose them allready.F: "You see, he really likes it, he's rock hard allready."M: "Yeah, he really must have been looking forward to it, I'm sure he's eager to play with himself again."B: "Hey Eric, spread your legs and give us a good show." I started doing so and played with my cock for a few moment, then I really was crushed with shame and humiliation. While Peter was pulling on the waistband of my briefs, I heard him say: "Oh my God, look at this.". " So saying, I produced an egg shaped object and showed it to her.She gasped, holding her hand to her mouth. "That's ... that's a ... that's a vibrator, isn't it?" Correct, mother, and you will insert it into your cunt, and it will stay there until we return from church. Now go and get it into you like a good girl."My mother disappeared briefly, returning with a look blended from concentration and concern on her face. "Okay, I've put it inside me, what happens now?"I said nothing, but turned. I stopped at the fridge and looked at the beer but grabbed a carton of milk instead and swigged down half the carton in a single gulp.All I could think was milk in one end and cream out the other.Veronica and Mary were all arm and leg intertwined on the fluffy white carpet. They certainly looked the role of lesbian lovers, but I knew with a certainty that neither of them could last forty-eight hours without dick. On the other hand, Sally was off by herself and I saw that she had been playing.