”“Will you do it?”“Yes.” She did and it took her a while. She had to inspect several of the little bottles to find the right liquor and then...the wine for us. But she did it. And I peeked, myself. And, yes, there was a little of Tim’s cum that leaked out of her pussy.When we had the drinks poured, I touched Mom’s arm as she took her wine and Tim’s drink. “You don’t have to, of course, it is completely your choice, but Mr. R would love to have you next.” She looked at me and then turning only her. "There were tears in her eyes, but she kept talking. Jacob pulled her tighter."So when I was at Clemson, I wanted to bring home a 4.0. I was going to be the best, so Daddy would be proud of me," she said softly. "I didn't go out. I didn't have any fun. All I did was study. I got straight A's my first semester, but I was burning out ... so one of the girls in my dorm suggested that I try some 'uppers' to help me out. I started with caffeine pills ... then amphetamines ... then cocaine. It wasn't. Lastly, this series isn’t about things happening to Jill, it’s how she evolves from her problems. Characters are under 18 years old in this story but DO NOT engage in sexual acts. Again, this is pure fantasy and for entertainment. Comments/Ratings are welcomed, thank you! -Melanie —————————————- Jillian has lost her whole family. They were killed in a fire at their house while she was over at her friend’s house for a sleepover. Jill was 13 years old when the incident happened. Her life was. I understand. I obey. As soon as I focus on the giant erection again, I feel myself slipping back into the trance state, drawn to it like a magnet. I drop slowly to the ground, and slink forward on my hands and knees, shoulders low, arse high in the air. Each Samson begins a rhythmic stamping, as he grabs his great, wood-hard horsecock, and starts slowly to pump. Now I'm kneeling before the big, round balls, fondling and licking them all over their smooth, honey-coloured skin. The Samsons' wank.