Don't you, Jane?" Yes, sir," she murmured. "Do you know your mother can take a 12" cock up her snatch? I've made her do it, several in fact, one after...the other, and she cums every time. You like fucking big dicks, don't you, Jane?" Yes." Yes, what?" Yes, I like fucking big dicks." I was even more confused. Even I knew Dad's cock wasn't that big, so he must be talking about other men, but why would she be doing this with other men?As if reading my thoughts, Dad pushed himself harder into my. I had forgotten anyone else at the table and sat there with elbows propped up, double cheeseburger between two hands, and munched away looking at her do the same - but more diligently. Nibbling around the edges before taking a big bite that had me laughing to myself as she chased loose fries around her tray and slurped on an XXL coke. I shook my head. How the hell had I ended up here becoming rapt and obsessed with someone who was completely out of my social and physical circle.I honestly felt. My head was swirling in a heady mix of alcohol and lust but I leant forward and took Jake in my mouth. I was enjoying myself now and feeling Jake get hard in my mouth was just amazing.I would pretty much have let Jake do anything to me at this point and I was not thinking about Rob or the consequences of my actions one bit. Jake grabbed my wrist and got me to stand up. He whispered in my ear “lie down sexy” and I did, I just lay on the floor. Next thing the drag queen is asking me questions. Nanoseconds, minutes, hours or forever. I can't tell. It is the sort of kiss you can get lost in. It is gentle and pleasurable, it is a getting to know you kiss which can lead into the exploration of other areas of sensual pleasure. Yes, sensual, a kiss to be savoured, slowly and at length. Not the lip mashing mouth to mouth resuscitation type kiss much loved by story writers, but the sort of kiss that seems to stimulate every single nerve ending. Separately.The kiss ends. Not dramatically, not.