Suddenly I heard the whispered voice, "Tell me." It demanded. I wasn't sure what the voice was demanding but I knew what was on my mind."I love your c...ck. Fuck me, please fuck me." It must have been the right thing because he started to pump me even harder. I knew from the voice that it was Steve, but I didn't care. I just wanted to cum hard enough to turn me inside out. I felt him begin to sweat and then his body began to slide on mine as he fucked away at me. I felt his cock drive in me then. The room is filled with our moans and the sound of the headboard thumping the wall and the bed frame scratching against the wooden floor in a flawless rhythm.“Quinnie,” James groans as he thrusts himself into me, over and over. His movements are getting faster and his grunts are getting louder.“Are you going to cum for me, Daddy?”“Oh Quinnie, fuck. I’m so close."“Cum inside me, please,” I beg.“I’m gonna cum, Quinnie. I’m gonna cum.”“Please! Please!” I cry out as he pounds me relentlessly,. I heard my grandfather's car start, then back out of the driveway. When my mother turned around I was standing close by.With a smile Mother undid her robe sash letting the robe fall to the living room floor. She walked over to me completely naked, kneeling at my feet while she started to undo my pants. My pants slid to my ankles showing her my hard cock outlined in my briefs. "You look horny son. Want some of Mommies mouth too?" She quickly pulled my briefs down and sucked my prick deep into. IronicallyRosy and I had suspender belts but we had had to buy ones for Babs andHazel as they did not have their own. They were getting hard to find aseveryone one wore tights now. Babs knew where to get less expensive onesthan the ones Rosy and I had, it was Silhouette the same shop whereCamille bought most of her lingerie and Babs had bought my Rago openbottomed girdle Christmas present. Also they had a range of inexpensivestockings unlike the ones Rosy and Hazel had bought me for.