Sure you don’t want a party?’ I cringed inwardly at the suggestion. ‘You, me, Sydney and Sam would be the saddest party ever. I don’t need to...be more depressed about my birthday.’ ‘Okay, so, what about dinner? We could invite your dad too, if you want.’ ‘He didn’t show up to dinner last weekend, I highly doubt he’d show up for this.’ I took a step back, realizing I was whining. ‘I’m sorry, I don’t mean to sound ungrateful. I’m used to spending my birthday alone, so I’d be happy to just hang. .there's just so much going on right now. I want some of it to settledown, or at least for me to know what I'm going to end up looking like,before I start more." Okay," the boy conceded "I'll keep it under wraps for ya."That promise had my lips curling up in a relieved smile. "Thank you."**********************************************************************************************Chapter 25The sound and spectacle of a movie dominated the living room. It hadbeen going on for a while, but I. .”“ and even if there are such rules, we don't have to abide by them.”, Sandra chipped in, “We'll make our own rules.”“So what are your rules?”, mum wanted to know.“That's an interesting question, one that we haven’t discussed so far, We know that Ron has been fucking you at home. We don't want to make a rule that would try to stop that.”“And,” Maria added, “Ron and Sandra have been fucking during the day, at work. There's no point in a rule that opposes that.”“So,” Reg summed up, “I think that. “Oh god, Peter. That’s not part of our arrangement.”“Then you want me to stop?” I whisper as I continue to lick and probe her pubis, Mt. Venus and 'butterfly'.“God no! Don’t stop,” she moans. Soon I find her clit and press my tongue hard against it when I push my nose into her pussy.I take here hips by both hands, start to pump into her relentlessly. After a couple of minutes I grab her shoulders to continue to pound into her. Beryl moans with each ram I make into her. My stomach slaps against.