"I came here for a blowjob, you know!"Vickie ignored him, examining his cock carefully. Her hand slid slowly, easily up and down on his huge prick, pr...ming him for what was to come. The tight piss-slit winked at her saucily. The outer skin of his cock slid slickly over the thick inner shank."That's it! That feels better!" he breathed, watching his cock grow in her gently pumping fist. Her fingers were cool and tender on his hot prick."This is some cock, Frye," she muttered admiringly, her big. "Mommy!" I called after her. "What is it, hon?" "Aren't you going to stay here?" I said. "No, honey, I have to check on Rachel." "But you're coming right back?" I asked. "No, honey." Mom said. She came back and kissed me again, on theforehead. "I have to rock Rachel to sleep." "But, Mo-om!" I said. "What about you watching television with me andDaddy?" "Hon." Mom said to Daddy. "It's okay, sport." Daddy said to me. "You and me will watchtelevision together." . She was my life. She’s gone and I’ve got to live with that. I don’t need you or anyone else feeling bad or sorry for me. Shitty things happen in life, you deal with them in your own way and you get by.” Shit was just coming out faster than I could think it through.“What makes you so averse to getting help, Matt?” she said in a very monotone way.“Help? Today, everyone has been trying to help me. My best friend, Grant, you know, who’s been my ‘rock’ this whole time,” I alluded to the. He grabbed me and kissed me so hard. It was way better than a playground kiss. Our height difference was an issue. He f@rced me to my knees while he sucked all over my neck rubbing my tits.Luckily my tank top didn't require a bra. All he had to do was lift my tits out of my shirt. He started sucking on my nipples and I just whimpered. He sort of held me up on my knees with one hand on my back. He slid his other hand up my shorts. I picked the perfect day not to wear panties. He muttered 'hmmm.