But your mother would probably like for you to come back." Yes sir."The way Mickey was acting reminded me of a young errant child. With what she had e...plained last night, I could understand why. But it pained me to see her treated this way. She was very quiet as we moved out to the hospital. I knew she would talk when she felt ready so other than her giving me directions, the trip was quiet. As we neared the hospital I pulled over.I got out and walked up to the vendor on the corner. I climbed. She had taken a few minutes to comb her hair and then put it into a rather nice ponytail that hung down to her waist. She had on a white blouse and a blue jean miniskirt. We started toward the barn with the boys in close pursuit.She turned to her husband and said, “Get those boys out of here…now…and don’t come back until dark.”He simple said, “Okay” and then he took the two oldest boys by the scruff of their necks. The youngest one followed along. They piled into an old pickup truck and were. " Such as?" Well, belly buttons..." Yes, I can see that," I said, thoughtfully. Sure, a pierced belly button. That wouldn't be so bad."The tongue..." Tongue?" Yes, and also ... um..." he leaned in closer and whispered in my ear. "Cunt lips." Where?" I swear I hadn't heard him correctly.He just looked down at my crotch. My eyes turned as round as saucers. "You mean??"He just nodded.And so I found my self at the piercing and body-tattoo parlor. It was one that Carla had recommended, run by a. My mind turned blank, thoughts of husbands, guns and recriminations melted away; and my intended vocabulary rearranged itself as, “Oh – Fuck.” Lisa sucked hard on my cock for a full minute, before opening her throat and going down on it fully; deepthroating me, and using her natural gagging reflex to stimulate the length of my penis.I couldn’t help but moan, and it was a long guttural sound, even as I tried to suppress the volume. My hands acted unconsciously, stroking the back of Lisa’s head.