I got one more call the next week. “Any of your group Jewish? Or Muslim? If they are I’ll have to adjust the menu.”“Ms. Chen and her husband a...e Jewish, and Michael’s girlfriend follows Islam. With the exception of those two the rest of us will eat most anything in front of us.”“Thank you. See you next Sunday.” The phone went dead.Wow, she must still be pissed.My family showed up on time, renting three vans to hold everyone. Sandra unlocked the door at 12:30 and I introduced everyone as they. ”“Well like I said already I was laying here waiting for you and got to thinking about you, one thing lead to another and there I was half naked smelling your pillow when the door opened. Without looking thinking it was you I begged you to make me cum, eat my pussy.”“okay but that still doesn’t explain why you let him fuck you Abby.” Olive scoffed.“Well when he made me cum I thought it was and cried out “Fuck me” which he must have taken as an invitation.” Abby explained.“Still seem to be a few. Suck me. Your lips are driving me crazy.’ I began to suck him and it came naturally without much of an effort.I pulled his foreskin back, and saw some white butter like substance, which later I came to know was smegma. I gently licked everything, as I have begun to feel the smell stronger, which was making me crazy in my mind. Time to surrender myself completely to this man.Now, at this moment I suddenly remembered Ishan for some reason. Don’t know why I never gave him this pleasure. Just. Mommy responded by grabbing my buttocks and pressing her thighs against my cock, whispering:"Oh, you wonderful, wicked babyboy. Mommy loves your cock so much."I was almost going to cum and Mommy sensed it. She pushed me gently away and, breathing heavily, said:"No, Sweetie, not like this. I want you to cum in my mouth. Mommy wants your sperm. Come with me, Sweetie." She took my hand and we walked out of the living room, through the corridor, into her bathroom. The room was painted cardinal red.