And you are one of them. The sun started playing hide and seek behind the clouds on the long bumpy drive out here. We were hopeful of beating the weat...er and definitely not deterred by it.We park next to the river. A lot has changed here in the years that I have visited. They put in man-made docks and picnic benches, signs explaining how the site was formed, and the Indian legend passed down from my mom to me. Hanging Rock. It has interested me and captivated me forever. A young Indian girl, in. I thought I was going to explode. She slowly moved me in and out of her mouth just a few times and I had to stop her. If I didn't I would cum right now. I guided her head away saying, “Let’s move over to the bed.” I backed her up and carefully laid her on my bed. She was stretched out and I knelt next to the bed. I pulled one leg of the bed to the ground and positioned my head between her soft, creamy thighs. Her scent was spell binding. I couldn’t wait any longer, I put my mouth over her. The reason for her crutches was a sparring accident from the karate club. The club was not a formal extracurricular activity, so during my freshman year at 16, I used that as my excuse to gain some exercise and some knowledge of self-defense. I figured what my mother would not object to me making an effort to lose weight in a gym, I simply neglected to mention exactly how. I was more than thirty percent overweight, the result of a lifetime of inactivity and stress-eating. I never advanced. .Donny got up and pulled out his dick, which was already rockhard from watching us and waved it at my face. I immediately took him in my mouth and sucked him hard like dad. I went back and forth on there big dicks and there moans were so addictive and hot. I watched there reactions and nothing was hotter than this moment. Me on my knees sucking off my brother and father both at the same time, and both of them were enjoying it. "Don't make me cum yet boy, I gotta fuck your ass first." Dad said..