I didn't have time to put it back before the phone rang for the first time.The calls got crazier over time.At first, Dad had walked out on all of us. ...ot real far from the truth, but not what I said.Mom had been beaten up.Mom and I had been beaten up.He beat up Mom, me and Sam and was hauled away in handcuffs.He took off with another woman, hid all his money so we couldn't get it and we were going to be out on the street.He caught Mom in bed with my doctor and walked out, leaving us with. Finally I heard Allison’s voice from the bedroom. “Okay guys, come in!” Rick and I grinned at each other and walked down the hall. As I reached for the door, Allie spoke again:“And leave your clothes at the door!” I stopped, hesitated for a moment, then quickly climbed out of my clothes. Rick undid and dropped his robe in one quick motion and he stood there with his long, skinny penis standing straight up at attention. Properly attired, we opened the door and greeted the long waited sight. Incident 3 (final incident): I was amazed at the kissing and thought that now was the chance to do the real thing as I got the green signal so 1 day as I returned from college my mom told me Sheela aunty has called me for some work so I thought this was my chance and went to her home and knocked the door was open I went to her room and no one was there but some noises were coming from the bathroom I peeped in the crack and saw Sheela rubbing her pussy with one leg on ground and one on wash. I normally leave it hairy, as it makes me feel more real. But I look forward to the days when I have time to shave my pussy, my smooth, damp lips. The feel of the hem of my shorts on my lips has me feeling more horny by the minute.I leave the d****s open, knowing that the gate is closed and no one can see in. If they can, I want them to see. I make my way to my bedroom, which has a few candles lit and it is perfectly clean. As last night I read you have better pleasure when you're in a cleaner.