And when she made me go into the playpen for an hour or two, I had things to play with to occupy myself. When she had me get in the bouncy chair I did...’t like it as much as the bouncing pressed against my junk, often in an uncomfortable way.After we were together this way for a while, Mommy told me she had had other “little” ones before me. Six in all before me. Four “little” boys and two “little” girls. All of us were her prodigies. We were her “little” children as she groomed us to blossom so. I went back downstairs to lock up. Gillian was still in the kitchen making coffee. "You looked nice tonight " I said to her. " As nice as I looked the other night outside the bathroom?" "Look Gillian are you messing about or do want to be shagged?" " Both" was the answer. " I want an older guy not the pimply little boys who want to get into my pants then don't know what to do."So took her straight to her room and after very little messing about, just some mutual masturbation and a bit of a. Suddenly he put his armaround my shoulders and pulled me to him. Before I could react he wasleaning into me and his lips brushed mine. In my inebriated state Iwas slow to react and he took the opportunity to force his tongueinto my mouth. That sobered me up rather quickly. My arms weretrapped against his body and he was easily able to control me. I felthis hand caress my ass as he continued to make out with me. I triedto push him away but he was far too strong for me. He grabbed my handand. She laughed and knew the answer, and it led to more fucking. I'd tell her while she was riding me, how I can't wait to watch her riding another guy like this, and it would only make her wetter and wetter! We didn't even count, but the orgasms we both had that night were something of envy, by the average person! Best birthday ever!!!!!!A week later, on Christmas Eve, we found ourselves back at the mall, daring to shop with the last-minute rush. We loved it. Yes, we are kinky as fuck, but also.