With that I handed her the beer and just stood there. She popped I open, took a large drink and then looked at me for what seemed like forever. “D...n’t just stand there” she said. She patted the seat next to her and said “sit here next to me Tommy”. I sat down.I popped opened my beer and took a sip. I noticed her staring at me so I took another drink. This time a good sized gulp. I almost spit it back out, but I didn’t want to appear like a child. “Umm that is good” I said. “So you like. “The event is in two weeks, so I’ll need you to give me a call soon.” She waved the flyer and said, “I’ll look it over and let you know tomorrow.” “Looking forward to your call.” It was only after he walked away that she realized he hadn’t even offered a name. Assuming it was on the flyer, she shrugged, and then yawned. Her bed was calling – and calling loudly. Vanille climbed in the cab, fired up the truck, and headed for home. **** The next morning began the closest thing Vanille had to a day. As she wore loose blouse, when she stooped forward in front of us I could easily see her turnip like round and stiffed breasts, which seemed so soft with mushroom-head shaped black nipples.Every night before going bed Rahim Chacha checked all the doors and windows that those were closed and locked properly. He requested me to sit into her room till he return. There was a connecting door between Rahim Chacha’s room and the master bedroom. As nobody was in the house, the door was opened. I. “Fuck it” I thought, and pulled my finger out and snuck away, too afraid of being caught. I went to my room, my k** brother sound asleep, I put my finger too my nose and masturbated furiously. I squirted into the air, my cum going who knows where. Sated, I sucked my Mom’s pussy juice off my finger, and wiped my cock dry on a dirty sock and went to bed.As the months went by, every Saturday night my parents came home drunk. Since it was Summer, often they would hop into bed naked. This allowed me.