Uncle Eddie...”“Let him know growing boys need their rest.”“I will.”“I’ll talk to him too.”“It was really cool though, Dad. I didn�...t want to stop.”“How about you show me what you learned later. Maybe we can jam with Uncle Eddie.”“Cool.”“Could I...” Rhonda started.“Could you what?” Joe prompted.“Uhm, I have this ... uhm ... poem, and ... uhm ... I’d like to show it to Uncle Eddie.”“Sounds like a great idea.”“And ... I’ve been singing in the school chorus.”“I know you have.”“And ... uhm ... Mr.. Just for a moment I was afraid he might just do that, but of course it would never happen: the moment he touched her she would wake, clam up and push him away. Unless I held her.... but, no, it wasn’t going to happen.He glanced back, then seeing that she was still asleep, faced us directly again. I noted the look on his face as he took in the change of position. Seeing the smile on my face, he lifted his phone again and took two or three more shots. For a moment I worried that he might post his. “Very nice. Suck it, deep.” He was in as far as he could reach and I could not get him into my throat. I grabbed his balls, opened my mouth and pushed into his groin. His head popped into my throat and I felt his knees buckle just a bit. I stayed there, running my tongue under his cock, feeling his cum vein grow. He began to fuck my mouth. I kept by jaw opened, but closed my tongue on him while he fucked my mouth, and then felt him fucking my throat. He held my head while he rammed into me and. Without saying a word, he held Anita’s hair in his right hand, pulled her hair back, and then down, bending her neck and making her face towards the ceiling.“Aah, bastard!” Anita said as he kept her hair pulled down and started eating her mouth. He used his left hand to hold her hair. While eating her mouth, he pulled her blouse apart. The buttons opened, making a sound.After that, he stopped kissing for a while and spat a huge pile of saliva all over her face.“Ah, you’re So disgusting, did you.