My hand moved to his crotch, and I softly felt his erection. Stan did have a big cock, and I could feel it in my hand. As I felt that Stan was moving ...nd could wake up any second, I pulled my hand back, and I put the blanket on him. I went to my bed, but I just couldn’t stop thinking about what I had just seen, and what I had done. I knew that, my son had learned about masturbation, and sometimes while doing laundry, I had found some cum stains in his underwear too. But I never thought anything. ." she trailed off."Would you have sex with other men for money?" If you told me to. But I'd rather it was you."I shook my head. "I will not make you have sex with anyone. How well do you cook?" I don't know how to cook much, but I can read a recipe book. My mother did most of the cooking." How old are you, Tiarna?" I am sixteen," she paused, "seventeen in February," another pause, "Master." Call me Art," I said."Yes, Mast ... er ... Art."The 'flupping' sound of thick soup coming to the simmer. As my tongue wrestled with hers, I wondered if she was gonna let me in without a condom, God knows I wanted to fuck her bareback. Lucky for me, I didnt have to wait for an answer. Come on Daddy, get in me. Rochelle has the best pussy in da whowl wold! She said switching to whiny baby talk. I tell you, it worked. Her legs were already parted, so I slid till her thighs were on my waist and I grabbed my dick, rubbing it between her lips until I found the spot and shoved. I have never done heroin,. Damn thing lasted nearly all week." I added when he stopped to take a breath."That was my old man's wine. You were knocking it back like there was no tomorrow; they say that you shouldn't mix grape and grain." Martin grinned, "You know, he went ballistic at me; we nearly emptied his wine cupboard and we did clear the cocktail cabinet." Eh ... we were at your house that night?" I asked. That must have been part of the evening that I'd lost completely."My parents' place, the old man ran a bunch.