It looked so different than mine that I was too scared to put my hands on it. I had a slight idea of what a blow job was, I knew the word and I knew ...t meant placing a penis inside someone’s mouth and that it somehow that felt good to the receiver. Like I said, a slight idea. I swallowed in attempt to quell my nervously aching stomach and closed my eyes to work up courage for my first sexual act. Finally I opened my eyes and begin to lean forward from my hunches to my knees until my face. No, make it a nice big hanging collage of you licking other cunts and asses while pumping dildos and cukes up yours. That would be perfect for your parent's living room. You better get your head on straight and realize who's in the driver's seat here. I'm not playing games with you, trust me on that."Barbara's mind went blank. She had no answer. One thing she could never let happen was allowing her parents see any of those pictures. She loved them dearly and that would hurt them terribly.. Take a close look at our cocks, and I think you’ll be able to figure out the answers to your questions.”He paused for a moment while continuing to stroke his cock, and then continued, “You wanted to know what the skin, ridges, oozing fluids, smells and tastes were all about a while ago. We were pushing our cocks into your mouth instead of those sausages, and the fluids were our precum. That’s right, you've already sucked our cocks a little bit and tasted our juices, and now you need to finish. After all, for the previous decade, I was the successful one. My career in commercial lending was lucrative and glamourous. My husband and I drove BMWs and had a big house of our own. We did all the things we were supposed to: travelled with the kids, had a nanny to watch them and lived the high life. Then it all came crashing down. We were in a house that was more than we could afford. The divorce nearly wiped me out. I don’t think my ex-husband ever cheated on me, although he very quickly.