Mom raised me, my younger brother and older sister. Mom drank alot and would mix her alcohol with sleeping pills. This would put her out like a light....Most of the time when mom did this she would end up naked before she passed out. I paid little attention to her body untill I hit puberty, then I would sneak a peak at mom's naked body. I can remember one time coming down the hall, I could hear mom snoring and as I passed her room I noticed she was sprawled out on the bed on her back with her. Her own sex was throbbing, but she would wait for him to leave before giving in to that urge.He was so big that she had enough room to get a full hand at the base below her mouth and still not touch his pelvis. She used that handhold as a grip for her right hand to pump him in concert with her oral motions. Her hand was not even close to closing around its girth.Her free left hand played a symphony with his balls, and she could feel them begin to pull up tight to his body. She used her left. " Victoria moaned as she nuzzled into my shoulder. " Oooohhhh." These were the moans of escatsy. They were moans of one body responding to another. Moans of acceptance. " Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh." Victoria continued responding to my gentleness. Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ooohhhhhhh." Victoria was moving in time with my hips and thrusts, her pace increasing as I did, her pelvic area grinding against mine. Victoria felt the stirrings deep inside her. Slowly, she was becoming. It was also there in Baxter Springs that I stopped at an area between sixth and seventh streets to take a look at historic old Fort Blair. The American frontier and the Indian wars are another special interest area of mine. Fort Blair, also called Fort Baxter, was established by Union troops in 1862. I knew that the raid by Quantrill's Raiders had massacred some Union troops here, including some Buffalo (Black) soldiers, but that is about all I knew.And then, so help me God, it happened again..