He took it with trembling hands, stared at it, then downed it in one gulp.“You’re sure it was her?” he asked as I refilled his glass.“Yes.”�...�I can’t believe it. How?” Dave asked, “How did it happen? Was it an accident? Had she been drinking?”I poured myself a glass and swallowed it, feeling the warmth of its familiar burn. “No,” I said, “We believe she was murdered.”“Murdered? What the fuck are you talking about? Why? Who would have done that?” He stood again. I could tell he was about to snap.. As it was this helped us to get in cause the sergeant at arms was into weed and he checked our invite and said gimme a joint and I wont need to see any I.D.We gave him 2 and walked in. Peg was dressed like a witch. I was a ninja.She looked hot and her makeup was professional looking.She wore a dress that was torn along her knees and hung unevenly. We agreed she not wear undies. She went to the jungle juice and was given a huge 20 oz red solo cup full. I got one and we walked toward the dining. He sucked me off while I sat there. I could not believe it. After that, I never rejected his desire to suck me.”“Shit,” I said. “That is an amazing story. I don’t know if I could have done that with him. I have sucked cock and enjoyed it, like I said. I don’t know that I could kiss another guy though; please don’t ask me to do that.”By now we had been wanking each other for quite a while as he recounted his story.I was enjoying the feeling of his cock in my hand, like it was back then when I. .. I..." She protested softly, not sure of what was happening."Mom, have I ever done anything to hurt you?" I stood stock-still, waiting for her response."No, never." Have I made you feel good, these last couple of days?"She paused and I could see her flush slightly in embarrassment. "Yes," she replied, averting her guilty eyes from mine."Then just relax, Mom. Trust me. I just want to make you feel good." Okay." She nibbled nervously on her bottom lip as I put both of my hands on the insides of.