I moaned softly, the sound carrying to the ears of the men surrounding me. My eyes watched as they all stroked and jerked their meat, my tongue lickin... dry lips invitingly.I dipped my fingers down to my hot snatch, whimpering as I stroked my clit. My button sent waves of sensation through me every time I touched it, and it soon became impossible to stop my hips as they arched and bucked skyward. Through a haze of passion, I watched as all the men got closer to me, my ears hearing more than the. M. I stumbled up, made sure the porch and entrance light were on, then went upstairs. Taking my clothes off, I climbed into bed and collapsed. Pornographic visions danced in my brain. I heard a noise and jerked up on my elbow. I was fully awake in an instant. Pretty shallow sleep, I guess. Footsteps coming up the stairway. I glanced at the alarm clock. 4:30 a.m. I lay back down, feigning sleep, but with a good enough angle to see out of the corner of my eye. Linda came around the corner and. "Warren laughed, "I'm not sure you're satiated yet kiddo, that finger in your pussy is tellin' a different story."Glenda responded with a sly laugh. "Well," was all she could manage in reply as Warren trailed a series of kisses up her thigh stopping short of her pussy, then pushed himself up into a kneeling position."You finish what you started there, I need to fortify myself first." He held his long, flaccid penis draped over his fingers, "You must be thirsty too, what can I get you before you. "Jack?" He was almost asleep. "Jack?" Uh." He laid there almost catatonic against the warmth of his mother's body."Jack, I think its time we got up." she said in a soft voice. Jack forced himself to sit up. He looked at his mom and felt embarrassed and guilty. But she only smiled back sweetly at him. Her mother's breasts were wet with milk as was the rest of her front. He was a mess himself, with milk on his mouth and dripping down his chin to his shirt, which was completely soaked through with.