Talk about cool, Becky is even teaching me what to do with hands-on sex lessons. This coming Saturday, just four days from now, I’m going to have se... with my girlfriend’s mother. My first time. Then just a week later it will be Katie’s fifteenth birthday and we’ll celebrate it by having sex. Her first time.None of that is happening tonight. It’s just my parents and me with the television on. We’re in the Central Time zone, and Mom and Dad popped the champagne at eleven when the ball actually. Couple that with the fact that I'm quite shy and you've got quite a disaster. Thankfully these new friends were nice enough to tolerate my anti-social behaviour. They tried to lighten me up and get me to laugh and joke around more, and I tried so hard to fit in and be happy. But happiness is not something I could fake, especially with the knowledge that Erika was going to be tortured soon. I wanted to act happy in front of my new school friends. But I couldn't. I guess I'm just too honest.. Farrow assured me that I was still her boyfriend which took much of the sting out of my disappointment. After the tea and cookies, Mrs. Farrow led a smiling young boy to her bedroom, she sucked my cock, stripped naked and spread her legs for me. When I think back on that day I realize it was the thought of losing Mrs. Farrow that was the bigger disappointment. Mrs. Farrow was my teacher, the one that liked to take her time and play in bed and of course, sucked my cock.I understand now that. Sometimes I wish they could see exactly how filthy instead of only passing by Daddy's car. In my head, Daddy sometimes gets the attention of a boy in the parking lot and asks him if he'd like to see his daughter's tits. Daddy lets him in the back seat (the boys never turn down the offer) to watch Daddy fondle them and suck and lick them. Sometimes he lets the boy taste. Most often the boy ends up cumming on the floor boards of Daddy's car. It is always clean for next time. I never ask.