He opened the jar of pickles and smelled the contents.“He’s my baby boy. I love him,” Sean’s mother said.“She does care for him,” Pip said...drinking the juice in the pickle jar. He belched.“That makes him a good hostage,” Clea said.“Grab him,” Chom shouted.“Grab who?” Sean asked looking around wildly.Ten minutes later, Chom was standing in the backyard with his arms crossed. They had fled the house without getting anymore meatloaf. Disgusted, he said, “We should have used a Leprechaun negotiate. Although, I guess we should be thankful she at least has them on. When she dresses without panties it can REALLY get to be a mess.Ok this is getting to be too much. I need some relief and I need it now. I get a lot of blood pumping in me and I am all swole up. If we aint gonna get any cock, I need something and I need it now.Hey fingers, WHat the hell are you doing anyway? Get down here and give me a good rub or something!- What are you nuts? We are in the middle of a college classroom! I am. Fucking hell, what a slut - sucking the dick that had just been deep inside your mates arse. She took it all in her mouth and I could hold back no more. I pulled my cock from her arse and sprayed my load into her arse crack and over her pussy. My second mate had already made his way round to Christine and was fucking the arse that was already filled with cum. He had watched as I sprayed my load over Nicole's arse and pussy and as I made my way round to Christine to let her lick the last few. I also found myself getting aroused by how he seemed pleased at having caught me masturbating. I started to tease and flirt back with him, making excuses to bend or arch my body and exposing myself just enough to give him quick glimpses.I was surprised by the way my own uncle seemed to flirt with me, even encourage me to display myself to him. He would ask me to reach up and grab things for him or tell me to bend over in front of him to check something on the floor. As surprising as it was.