"Your mom and sister are alone at their table. Lets go talk." I don't know. I'm really nervous about this." I know. But, she wants to talk." All right... Lead on."Ronnie and Jaimie walked over to her mother and sister's table. As theywalked up, her mother said, "Sit down. Those heels must be killing you."Ronnie and Jaimie both sat down, and no one said anything for a while.Finally Jaimie's sister broke the silence with, "I'm glad you're alreadymarried, Jaimie. The competition for the boys is bad. It was easy to see that he loved deep throating cock. The sensations that started to run through my body were indescribable. With my cock still in his mouth, he managed to work his body around to where his cock was in my face. His cock was about the same size as mine length wise, but probably was a little bit thicker. I slowly started to suck him off. It had to sound weird, both of us moaning with our mouths full of cock. He must of sensed that I was about to explode so he pulled off my now. She smiled, grabbed my hand and pulled me onto my bed so that I was laying on my back. "I have a very special gift for you Peter" Lori said as she pulled the sheet down. She then unbuckled my pants, pulled them down along with my briefs and exposed the pole underneath that had been making a tent. She looked into my eyes as her right hand wrapped around my hard cock and slowly began to stroke it."I know you like blow jobs Peter" and then she bent at the waist and took my cock into her mouth. . My mom and me used to sleep in one bed until I was 13 when I reached puberty she made and decorated a nice room for me fully furnished all for myself. My mom sometimes used to drink wine alongwith Khetawat uncle who used to frequent our home very often. Khetawat uncle is the only son of his father and he is married and leaves with his wife and father in a bunglow in Andheri, I visited his house when I was a teenager and his wife is plump and a typical Rajastani, has retired from business. One.