I am trying to dry it but it’s not drying. If it won’t stop and keep coming here, it will never come out from its right place. Uncle was right. I ...as also feeling the same. The more he was trying to suck and dry with tongue the more liquid was being formed there inside my vagina. I got little worried. Uncle is putting so much effort. He should not fail. Milk should come out of my breast but is there really something wrong with me? Innocently I asked uncle is there some big problem and will I. She only wanted to torment me, he thought. Erica’ next words shattered that illusion as well. “Mary, lie down on the bed and suck Lawrence’s cock. Reggie, you fuck her pussy.” Like actors obeying the director at a movie set, the three of them obeyed. Mary lay down on her back across the bed, her right side towards Jeff. Lawrence knelt next to her head on her left side, his massive cock bobbing up and down just above Mary’s upturned face. Reggie knelt between her spread legs. “Oh God, no,” Jeff. ” She walks over not even the least bit coy about it. “I just wanted to see if you were alright.” She pulls me into a hug as more tears fall from my eyes. I’m still trying to keep my crotch covered as she brings her hands to the side of my face and brings it close to hers looking into my eyes. “Don’t worry about it baby, a little spilt juice has never hurt anyone.” It’s not just the juice. Being humiliated in front of Amanda like that just makes me want to bury my face in the ground. Let’s not. He was wearing briefs with rockets all over them. Ha appropriate bro I commented. What? The rockets. Something that shoots off covering something that shoots off. Paul laughed and then he leaned as far back as he could and we both slid our hands in our waistbands and proceeded to play with our ducks. When Paul did that I got my first view of his pubes. He had a big bush and it was as red as the hair on his head. It was pretty hot to see. I made sure I pushed the front of my boxers down far.