Dad never wrote what happened in that room what night in his journal. It was all left to my imagination what happened in that room. The Humiliation, ...he dread, my so called friend was being offered money and servitude by my own parents. The people I was meant to trust the most. Was he helping them with their unusual sexual requests? Did my mom offer her funny fat ass for anal? Jay and I had constantly joked about ladies getting dick up their ass when we were hanging out. It was thought of. It was getting darker now. Bindiya was frustrated looking out there at my door. Possibly she was not comfortable at my touch and me at all. But Mother Nature was against her. She could not do anything. She was peeping and prying outside rereatedly.I turned on the TV and asked her to watch.When rain started to diminish I would drop her off.She seemed to be happy about it.She started to watch TV leaning her back to the wall. I asked her to sit and watch. I was watching premium channels where a. He liked the way she moved her ass, and he watched her ass wiggle in her tight jeans. Bobby, a year younger than his sister, had been going out to the shed on the average of twice a day and jacking off while thinking about his mother. So far, his sister had not interested him that way but his mother was the most beautiful woman in the world, and when he discovered he could jack off and come like crazy, it was always her body he had in his mind.When he entered the living room, he found his. He was always waiting on me with his shorts down and his BBC dick out. Ready for my warm mouth and tounge to suck him off. He would greet me with a big smile and a French kiss. I pulled down my shorts and got on my knees to suck his BBC. His limp dick started to grow and fill my mouth. It did not take him long to start fucking my mouth and for me to taste his salty cum. He told me that i was the best sissy boy BBC sucker. I thanked him while liking and sucking the rest of his cum off his BBC..