. .''But you might want too?''No, er, yes, uh, maybe, er, I don't know.'Tommy was leaning against the sink. 'Come here.' He moved closer. There was a ...rop of piss on the tip of his cock. I could smell Ginny on him. 'Let me tell you something. Every guy, at one time or another, gets an urge to suck a cock. Like right now.'Tommy gasped as I lifted his soft cock to my lips and sucked him into my mouth. The drop of pee was bitter. I could taste Ginny and Susan as I sucked my son's cock. When he was. From the dim light I guess it was just the hour before dawn. I realized it had been the sound of a door slamming shut that had woken me up. Carefully, I made my way to mom’s bedroom. Apart from mom sleeping peacefully on her bed, her room was empty. I guess the black man mom had brought home had taken off. I stood there for a few moments, unsure of what to do. The room smelt of sex and sweat. A part of me wanted to desperately crawl into bed with mom, the same bed where I had often held her. I like being a bad girl. I like picking on other girls. Boys like what I have to offer.” “But you’re not going to offer it any more. You’re going to pay for being such a little slut. Take your panties off.” Monica slid the panties down to her ankles and delicately stepped out of them. They were damp. Houlihan could smell her excitement before the panties came off, but he wanted to see that young ass in all its glory. And here it was: round and pink. He made more circles with the feather,. Once she was near her desk, she darted to her seat and sat down. She leaned over to Sean and said, “My mother gave a copy of the book to dad. I’m scared.”Sean just stared at her and shook. She said, “You don’t look so good. Do you need to see the school nurse?”“No,” Sean managed to stutter. He said, “Sick world.”Ms. Woodhill entered the class smiling at everyone in the room. She stopped and looked down at Max. In a voice that would have made a Drill Sergeant proud, she barked, “Max Baxter!”Max.