You smile at the sight of your cock taking possession of my mouth yet again. I look up into your eyes as you take a firm hold of my head to feed more ...f your big cock into my mouth. My lips stretch and slide over the widening contours of your dick as your precum leaks out all over my tongue.You pause when you reach the back of my throat to allow me a few seconds to acclimate to the dimensions of your cock. The size of your cock triggers my gag reflex and I start to choke, so you ease your hips. It doesn't feel like I did anything bad." "Me too." I said. "I liked feeling your hand holding me. That's the way it's meant to be I guess. I love you Patti." We kissed after that, not talking any more. We both knew that we had passed through a door that we could never go back through. Everything had changed. In the next few weeks we experienced what millions of adolescents having sex for the first time have to deal with, the lack of privacy with parents nosing around. It was hard to act as. His mind computer-like, began to sort through the various possibilities. Long ago he had learned to deal with women, not so much as people, but as predictable pets who could be counted upon to respond certain ways to certain stimuli. No one had really taught him this, certainly not his deceased father, who was nothing but a distant figurehead, always away at one of his many offices. He had gradually figured it out for himself, and had noticed from early childhood that his reckoning always. She would always wiggle out of his grasp and run for me or some other adult; but usually me. Well I guess she did have something going for her in that respect.There was not that much interaction between all of us the last three or so years though. George managed to keep us away from Helen and Ruth as much as possible. Gone were the family outings with them, or even having them over for dinner. Still I never missed a birthday, or Christmas, Easter or any holiday. Lately, when we did see each.