You pull on a fairly clean pair of running shorts and sit groggily on the edge of the bed. You scratch your shaggy brown hair.“What? What did I do?�...� You ask, squinting at the sunlight behind your mother.“Nothing, which is the whole problem,” she says, hands on hips and her otherwise pretty face screwed up with anger. “Jake Able, you are sleeping your life away. High school is over, mister. Most of your friends are going off to college and you slacked off so much you’re stuck here, going to. .please... Listen to me" she doesn't seem to even hear me. Her cheeks a red with blush now. Her eyes look so focused on me... Like I am a delicious treat.Her tongue wraps around my balls finally squeezing very tight... I yelp. It feels so soft as it squeezes and ungulates. I feel like I can feel every taste bud as they deposit some kind of slime on my balls."Ohhh god... What is this... This slime... It feels so.... Hot!" My pupils dilate as her special saliva permeates my skin. My dick is. That MAN" ...here he looked at me angrily, and I lowered my eyes shamefacedly to the floor..."do to you. Come here."He made me stand in front of my bed. He came to stand in front of me. The first thing he wanted me to do was breathe on him, and it made me glad I'd brushed my teeth after the beer, but I worried also because Mike's breath had still reeked of the stuff when we kissed. "I can't tell if you've been drinking..." my father murmurred quietly and then I jumped when I felt his tongue. She gazed down at him. she felt his hand travel up to her breasts as she slid down slowly. his other hand drifted along her thigh and found her pussy again, he began stroking her gently and she carried on pushing down until she was filled with him. ‘Holy Christ, you feel fucking amazing’ he hissed. She looked down to find him gazing dazedly up at her. She tentatively rolled her hips forward and was immediately rewarded with a groan. She felt oddly powerful up there sitting astride this man who.