That was how I sold it to myself, anyway.Larry saw me first. He was sitting upright, sucking an ice lolly in his boxer shorts. Mum was flat on her bac... beside him. At some point she’d folded their clothes neatly beside her, before dozing off in the sun. Some habits die hard.He watched every step of my catwalk stride back up the beach and I gave him every opportunity to do so. It was sleazy and gratuitously lurid - the salacious leering of an unapologetic douche bag, and I fucking loved. I couldn’t. She tried to please me by licking my cunt like Jack told her to do and even though I came I still would not hug her. Jack took her to work and spent hours with her. I was sent to service “normal” guys who wanted to fuck teenagers not children. I went through the motions and still had orgasms as I was gangbanged and made to fuck animals to paid audiences but it was not the same. I was not “special” anymore. Jack had a new toy.Sometimes Jack took us as a team and I fisted the. "Sit down," I whispered as I helped her out of her pants. She opened the car door and sat down on the seat while I pulled the trousers off her legs. Then I looked at her expectantly. She didn't quite know how to start. A red panty covered her pelvis and I gently pushed her legs apart. "Show me your pussy," I ordered. She ran a finger across the panty reluctantly, then pushed it slightly down. One hand began rummaging around in it and she closed her eyes. The more she rubbed, the more secure she. ”I finished breakfast, showered, dressed, and left the house without seeing either my sister or Mindy, and headed to Jocelyn’s.Jocelyn and I had taken to going various places to hang out, because she didn’t want to have to deal with her parents. At her suggestion, we drove to Rutherford to have coffee.“Still no truce?” I asked.“No. I think it’s a stalemate, you know, like trenches during World War I.”“Are they giving you grief about us spending time together?”“Only indirectly.”“You know, I was.