She finished her degree there. I was born a year later. A college professor doesn’t make much money. Still, they managed to scrape by.“They are bo...h children of the South, steeped in its culture. They took pride in my father’s position. Momma did her part. Junior League and charity work. They live scrupulously proper lives. They are educated and cultured. They are looked up to. I was to be educated and cultured, too.“Then I met Gus DeRizzo the summer I graduated from high school. He was several. Obviously none of my business. Is Kathleen going to cope on her own tonight, or should we do something for her?”Catherine shrugged. “I don’t know. We can ask when she recovers. Is that room next to ours available if she should need company?”“I’ll go and check. Just wait here. I’ll be back soon.”Ten minutes or so later, he was back. He joined the ladies, and raised a thumb to give his good news: the room was available if wanted.“How are we doing, girls?” he asked.Elizabeth used her hand in a. Her tongue swirled delicately around the head, sweeping up the bead of pre-cum beginning to ooze out. Sam trailed her hot tongue down the back side of his cock as well, sure not to miss a single spot. Returning her tongue to the head, she licked her lips and puckered them to make the opening smaller. Applying pressure she pushed him into her warm, moist mouth. The head entered her mouth and Nathaniel half growled half groaned. She bobbed her head slowly up and down, each time taking more of him. My mother came to the bed pulling my tee shirt over my head, her nipples hard, willing to be sucked. I couldn’t hold back and took one in my mouth and she pulls my head in to her bosom while I grab hold of her bum.After some time she pulled her tits away from my face and sank to her knees, pulling at my trousers and boxers, I helped her by lifting my bum off the bed as she stripped me. Grabbing hold with one hand, she caught my cock as it sprang upright out of my boxers, her warm soft hand.