“I’ll let you cum if you do one thing for me. I’ve been wanting to ask you do to this for a while, but I wasn’t quite sure how to bring it up....�� “Just name it,” I said, still desperate, and thinking she was playing a cute game with me. “Well, okay then,” she said. She turned her head and said, “Come on out, Jon.” A tall, muscular man came out of the bathroom. What the hell? How long had he been in there? What was most disturbing was that he was naked. His flaccid cock was bigger than mine was. Said basketball season went pretty much the same as the previous two had-toomany games against better inner city Philadelphia teams to rack up any kindof a decent record. The cheerleaders from those schools had gotten bolderand much more suggestive-read sluttier-in their routines. For once Robinand Jill agreed on something-those routines had no place in their town. Oranywhere. Jill was surprised to see Robin having some kind of moral values,since she was a god-cursed tranny. But she showed. "Get a hold of yourself. Just keep your eye open for anyone coming. I mean other than me!" he laughed. He grabbed onto his sister's long blonde hair and bunched it together. "Hang on, sis, I'm going to fuck your mouth." Donk went slowly, unsure if his sister had ever done this before. Surprisingly he met no resistance as he explored her mouth and throat, deeper and deeper. Well, he thought, it looks like my little sister doesn't have a gag reflex. He could see his mom struggling to. But not Mr. Little. He not only was a good kisser, but he enjoyed kissing me. I loved him for it, and it made me want to satisfy him for being so nice and loving to me.On this day, though, our lip-lock was quickly ended when Mr. Little broke our embrace and muttered "Oh shit!" At first I didn't know what was up --- other than the tent in his trousers --- but then I heard the words behind me."Sir, don't do that here!" came the forceful deep male voice. I turned, and looked straight into the eyes.