***Flash*** Childhood Twelve years old and alone.Dad never talked much, but he was Dad. An anchor, one of the things ayoung boy counts on. Father Mull...gan came to the funeral, offering hiscondolences, despite Dad being Baptist. Mom was Catholic and we somehowmanaged to migrate up and down between churches on Sundays.Mom, not prone to saying much any more, agreed that I should go to thepriest for some counseling. At least once a week. The church was hercomfort those days; she had nothing else to. I pounded away for about 10 more minutes.Since I had already came I felt I could go for a long time. I decided I wanted to see her on top. I said “ I want you to ride me”. I rolled onto my back. She slowly got on all fours and instead of mounting my cock got into a 69 position. She sucked me slow and deep and I buried my face in her pussy. We went at it orally, slowly but very passionately.I forgot about her going cowgirl. I grabbed her ass cheeks pulling her to me and slid a finger along. Still two bags of goodies in my arms I nudged the door open with my toe. There on the bed were the two girls naked Connie above Karen with her head between Karen’s legs and Karen with her head up between Connie’s thin legs. There was some heavy breathing and some slurping going on in there. I still did not know if I was welcome so I went back out to the kitchen sat the bags down. This time I walked in and stood next the bed. Neither girl spoke nor removed their mouths from the others crotch.. "Make me look like a girl my age or it's nodeal." That we can do," Catherine said with a smile. "I'll do such a good jobyou'll look like a new person," she hugged me. "And it will be like thesummer we were 10."I blushed. When I was 10 my aunt had held a fancy dress party and all thechildren had all dressed as Disney Prince's or Princesses. And before youask, I wasn't dressed as Prince Charming. Due to an error by thecostumer's I ended up dressed as Alice. Which was embarrassing for me,but I.