We’d fucked maybe three times a week over the past year, and she was always wild to get fucked as soon as she got in my truck. I mean she would be n...ked and sitting on my cock as we rode down the road, fucking me like she was in heat.“Anyway, her mama let her and her sisters invite their two cousins over for Thanksgiving dinner. To make it better, all of us piled in the truck and went to get the cousins the day before, so they could spend the night. Their mama rode with us and they got to. I knew what I was expecting to see when I was let in the side door; the front door was kept locked during these events so no uninvited guest could crash the party. I had been there many times since my brother bought it but all the familiar trappings were gone. All the tables and chairs were gone and the floor surrounding the dance floor was covered with velour cushions, the kind you see in all those old Roman orgy rooms. People sprawled out on their cushions sipping their drinks and chatting. "Eric was so blond he was almost white, reflecting his Eastern European roots, I was much darker skinned, given my parents southern Italian background, so it always raised a few eyebrows when we introduced the other as "brother." Once when my Dad was with Eric at a Father-Son event, someone had commented that the "mother" must have a very fair complexion. My Dad snapped back "Yea she is translucent."Eric had worked his way through law school, graduating top his class. Recruited by a big name. He nodded and said:"Well said, lad."Winceham smiled at Theo, who in turn bowed lightly towards the halfuin. The brief moment of well-earned flattery made Parcifall roll her eyes and sigh. Winceham, always prowling about to boost his ego in many small ways that to him added up to enormous amounts, was about to make a sly, wry comment on the virtuous of proper language and etiquette. The grin on his face was a sure sign he was going to enjoy it no matter what Parcifal's reaction would be.To his.