Later when the girls are more willing wewould have fun with them too.From March till the end of May I would sleep over Billy's house two orthree times...a month. The oral sex we had continued during each visit andI would have to say I became quite good at giving Billy blow jobs. Whatwas more surprising was we never got caught at it.The week before the end of school things changed once more. Though thistime the change was devastating. I also experienced something I thoughtI would never experience. Apparently my daughter was paying attention, because a couple of days later, I was at her house having a beer with her while her husband was at work and my wife was visiting her mother, and she said we need to talk. I said oh-oh, what did I do, and she answered that she asked her mom if those jokes I was making about her and me no longer having sex were true? I sputtered, why did you do that? She said her and her brother have been noticing that I seem to be getting more depressed lately and. There was just something about him...My name is Karen Shepard and I was fourteen at the time. We had just moved here three weeks before from the city where I had been born and lived all my life. There we had a nice three bedroom house on a nice quarter acre lot in a nice neighborhood in a nice suburb. Nothing unusual, just a typical middle class American life. When my dad got the promotion and we had to move here, he and Mom decided they would like a place more in the country. They found one.. She gripped my cock and began wanking me, it felt like heaven! ‘OK Dice, take Nuts cock in your mouth gently, remember, no teeth, go slow and use your hands and tongue!’ she said..... I put my tongue out and licked his slit, already leaking sweet pre cum, it tasted good! I ran my tongue around his throbbing helmet and he moaned approvingly. My hands caressed his smooth balls as I began to try to take his fat cock in my small mouth. It was tough, he was so thick I gagged after the first couple.