I looked around my bedroom. My house is so lonely. My parents left this morning and wont be back for 6 months. They told me to invite Tiffany over to ...tay for the next 6 months but I need me time too. I decided on going for an evening walk around the park. I look at the small playstructure my parents took me to when I was little. I lingered around the slide. How my dad used to stand here and catch me. Suddenly I am slammed against the slide. Scream and you die threatened a tall pale man. He. In the distance I could hear the television blaring away and was glad that my parents hadn't noticed. I used a lot of toilet paper and cleaned up the floor. There was nothing else like this young beauty elsewhere in the magazines, so I carefully tore her picture out, hid it in my bedroom, and smuggled the magazines back out of my parents' house and into a trash can a couple blocks away. Having unlocked the genie of masturbation, for months afterwards I would summon up her image in my mind and. I could feel his hands running through my hair, grasping at different areas of my head as he used me as a jack-off tool. He never let up with his degrading talk, calling me all sorts of names and telling me I had a mouth that was meant to be filled with cock.He then pulled out and brought his left hand down and hooked his thumb into my mouth over my jaw, holding my mouth open. He was literally holding my mouth open as he stood in front of me, his cock wet with my saliva. He then pushed into my. ’ I said. ‘Since we now have two houses we can put some things in both basements and still have room for the kids rooms. That way whichever house we sleep in has clothes and things for us.’ Karen said, ‘In every closet of Pete’s house we already have clothes for Nick. We can easily expand that to include clothes for Bill and John, too.’ Sandy asked, ‘Could you boys build extra closets in both houses? And shelves for storage in the basements?’ ‘Of course we can!’ John said. I said, ‘Ladies, Sit.