He's a year older and what I want to tell you about happened when he was in the eighth grade and I was in seventh.Joey and I always got along great, n...ver really had fights and arguments like some siblings, in fact, we actually liked each other.Our mom was a stay-at-home mom, something that was getting to be less common every year and she would almost always be waiting on the front porch as we rounded the corner coming home. Cookies and milk would be on the kitchen table and then we would head. She had to focus on closing her mouth, and now the overwhelming flavor was almost a welcome distraction from the deeply debilitating feeling of being anally penetrated.He pulled her head back up as he began fucking her ass in earnest. "Hold it in your mouth," he ordered as he plunged in and out of her. Each thrust hit like a punch to the stomach, and she worried she wouldn't be able to hold her disgusting meal in her mouth. Her daddy thrust faster and faster, pounding her little body. "Look at. He groaned as he watched, I looked up to find his eyes locked on me, drinking in the sight of this wanton slut licking his cock right out in the open, where anyone could see.He pushed it toward me - almost forcing it into my teasing mouth. Holding my hair tighter, he thrust at me, bumping his swollen dick against my closed mouth."Suck it, fucking suck it" he almost bawled at me, lost in the moment, wanting to feel me lick and suck his length, hardly able to hold himself backThe train lurched. “Oh yes you are” and she bit me, and then continued to tease me with her breathe“But miss I am a good girl.” I cried a reply.“Oh no you are not you are so naughty.”“But miss I am only trying to please you, I only want a little loving and to give some back” I was pleading.“Hmm lets see how good you are” she said and she and slid over me and very slowly sat on my face.I breathed her in, and started kissing her sopping wet pussy first then I pulled at her labia with my lips. The burning in my own.