Some of my stories contained descriptions of sexual encounters. Ally enjoyed reading those. ‘Your imagination is fantastic and the descriptions so v...vid. When we are together, Jack. Can we make love as your characters do? I get very wet when I read those, and very angry as well.’ She looked at me accusingly. ‘Because you are denying us all of that.’ I grinned. ‘Ally, those passages are fantasy, not reality.’ She hit straight back with a play on my words. ‘My passages are not fantasy, and I long. His cock had softened, but once it med my little asshole, it grew quickly. He mercilessly pounded his doggy dick deep into my ass, making it feel like my insides were on fire with pleasure. I started to come to terms with what was happening. There was a big cock in my mouth, and another in my asshole, and cleveland’s soft mouth was enveloping my dick. I couldn’t take it any more, and wave after wave of my cum began to pour down cleveland’s throat, and my asshole started to convulse. The taste. When she saw me standing at her bed, she pulled me to her bed and we wrapped arms around each other at the same time. My cock regained its hardness when my sister grabbed it in her soft hands which even she also felt. I went on top of her pressing my hard cock on her tummy between her legs. She grabbed my cock again and took it to the entrance of her love hole and wrapped her legs around my waist. I penetrated my cock through her wet cunt in the slow and soft way until it hit the end of her. I feel safe with him. And I’m not ready to get married yet.”Maria obviously wasn’t going to tell her mother about the run-in with the girl gang. I tuned out the rest of the conversation, mulling over the fact that Mrs D’Angelou had only started to think me gay after looking at me. That had to be significant, but how?Maria appeared bearing two sodas and a fake smile.“Mama likes you,” she lied.I took the proffered soda. “I overheard some of your conversation in the kitchen. It must be hard for.