“So, just what do you want to do with your life?” Dad always kept after me. “I dunno, maybe waitress at Hooters.” That always pissed him off. ...He abruptly stood at the table “Sit down Julius!” My Mom was shaking her head with her back to us, laboring on the sauce for my birthday feast. My Dad was and still is a mountain of a man, six-foot-five and a solid 260 pounds. But Elaine could put him in his place in a heartbeat. My Mom ruled with an iron fist, and we both knew it. In fact, she grounded. She probably never would have done this, ever, if it weren't for my powers.She lay snuggled against me as I stroked her hair lightly. She was almost definitely asleep, how she could manage that while it was so drafty up here was beyond me, but she was surprisingly warm. After she'd returned the favor I'd done her by giving me head, she'd finger fucked herself to another orgasm, widening the puddle on the floor by quite a bit. It was hot, but I'd decided not to masturbate myself, instead. My first task on returning was to carry Suzy directly to bed to sleep it off ably assisted by the not as drunk but still quite pissed Sandy.I got Suzy onto the bed, by this time she had passed out, she never did have a good tolerance to drink. Together Sandy and I stripped her naked. Now the drunken Sandy was becoming a bit naughty, asking me if I would like to see her and Suzy together again, would that be something that would turn me on. While asking me this she was positioning herself. I was getting closer to cumming and somehow she always knew when, so she went even stronger. I could hear her moaning, and her moth was sliding up and down ever faster while her hand teased my ass. I started to explode in her mouth and as she swallowed every drop, she was pulling me closer in to make sure she got every drop. I continued to explode and she never slowed down.Finally I begged her to stop. I am so sensitive after I cum I can barely stand it. She looked up from my under my skirt and.