There had to be at least 20 of the guys from the party, all naked and stroking quickly hardening cocks. Not one looked to be under 8 inches, and not e...en hard yet. I was too shocked to even move or speak, I was mesmerized by all those dicks. Only when I was shoved to my knees and a circle of guys formed around me did I speak up. “Wait! I don’t want to do this David, not like this.” I finally found his face behind and above me, except now he was sneering at me. “You should have thought about. " she called back as she went down the hall.That night, we both tasted our first grown up woman and our mother tasted each of us. From then until now, the three of us have enjoyed each other with relish and abandon. On our eighteenth birthday, when most girls are having parties and pushing hands away from their titties, the three of us enjoyed a fancy dress dinner out together. Later that night, with candle light and champagne, mom ceremonially took our maidenheads to celebrate our coming of. I assumed that Melissa liked him because of his songs, and he was certainly underappreciated for that in recent years. But no, she knew all the stories and loved them. After eight months I proposed to her. I wondered if this would make her willing to go the last full measure with me, and let me fill her in a place which no one had ever taken the measure of from the inside. But no, it didn't. As I have said, it would not be reasonable to complain. That night and the one. "I rapped on the frame, and Dr. Osgood's voice floated out of the office. "Come in, Mr. Porter." How did you know it was me?" I asked as I headed for his desk.He smiled and took off his reading glasses. "I heard you talking to Mrs. Ford," he said. "Sit down, Sean." He gestured toward the pair of chairs in front of his desk.When we had both settled into our chairs, he steepled his hands, the tips resting lightly against his moustache, as he gazed at me with an expressionless face. I felt.