. it was horrible.Then another boy. And another ... It wasn't better. Wasn't even much different.I turned to Pat. Pat provided somebody to talk with, ...ade me feel something that I didn't get at home with Mom and that beast she was attached to. Pat ... soft talk one evening, me crying ... she was drinking a glass of wine. I took a sip, then a gulp ... two glasses later for each of us, I was being held, she was close, warm ... the kiss seemed natural and loving and something that I dreamed a kiss. Silvia moaned and held my head gently between her palms, not guiding, just cradling. When I reached the edge of her aureola, I swooped, gulping the entire nubbin and its chocolate base deep into the vacuum of my mouth. Her breast elongated and at least half of it disappeared between my lips. I slowly let it out, swabbing it with my tongue as it slid deliciously from my mouth. When only the nipple remained, I bit - hard enough to draw a cry of surprise but cause no real pain. Silvia's body went. Wouldn’t that be perfect? Naturally, none of that happened, the boy kept walking until he banished in one of the elevators.I set my eyes in front of me again and laid my head on the door, surrendered. A little later, I heard my brother’s voice on the other side, arguing. If there was someone he argued with more than me, it was his ex-girlfriend, our neighbor. She had moved away with her beautiful brother.I sighed. They argued, yes, but I could tell my brother liked her. “At least he had. I rubbed my thumbs against them more firmly, and the moan rose in register. When I gave them a firm pinch she let out a squeal and clamped her pussy as tight as she could.Now it was my turn to squeal. I hit the crest of a wave, and when Dan’s next thrust brushed against my prostate, I came, a huge shuddering wave that started in my ass and spread to my cock, and I shot the first load of my spunk into Tina’s cunt.My orgasm triggered theirs. Tina came first, with a long low animal-like moan,.