"What are you making?" She giggled again."Oh, the dinner. Um, spaghetti Bolognese. Uh, salad. Garlic bread."Her eyes were dancing again as she looked ...own at me. With a delightful little wiggle of her eyebrows, she turned and headed down the hallway toward the window that looked out over the street. There was also a delightful little wiggle in that perfectly shaped rear end."You didn't even tell him," she yelled out. "Honestly!"I couldn't hear the response, but the goddess was quick to. I figured they were just fooling around but my attention was no longer on Seinfeld but on their conversation."I loved Mark's cock" said Angela. "I loved when he did me from behind. I miss the sex more than I miss him." " I love getting fucked from behind" Claire was slurring "and I love my mans cock." We were all sitting on the one couch, me at one end and Angela at the other with Claire in between. Claire started rubbing my thigh as she spoke. I could feel my cock starting to swell. Not. Anyway, neither of you are strangers to having a dick in your mouth or up your cute asses."Mother went on to remind father and I how long we have been cocksuckers and have given up our asses for mercy fucks by Vicki's dad and her two brothers.I've kinda jumped ahead here, so I need to stop here and tell you, the reader, how dad and I got into cock-sucking.HOW DAD & I BECAME COCKSUCKERSDad and I were introduced into being cocksuckers a few weeks before my wedding to Vicki. I was introduced. I could not tell you what features the darkness now hid. I could not tell you the shape of his body or the length of his hair. He was a nobody to me. Yet here I was. In a strange place with a strange man on the night of my 18th birthday. I stood facing him. Still I could not see but I could hear him breathing though the darkness. My heart beat so loud in my ears and my breath quickened in anticipation. How was I supposed to do this? I was a virgin and I had no clue as to the way a newlywed.