I was the only c***d for my parents."One day, it seemed, my mother noticed my restlessness. She called me for a card game with her. I agreed. My mothe... was good at the game. We played for money. I had an edge over her and won in the end."Next day she didn't agree to bet on money, because it was not my own earning but theirs. She suggested that the loser had to kiss the winner, wherever the winner wanted the loser to do so, even if it happened to be the winner's feet. Out of gambling thrill, I. Lori reached back, placed her left hand on the armrest and her right hand on the back of the sofa for additional support. She had straddled my face so that she could watch her friend lick my shaft as if it were stick candy.I felt Susie straddle my hips and rub her pussy along my cock. Lori brought herself close enough so the tip of my outstretched tongue nestled between the petals that guarded her flower. I moaned as the sweet nectar trickled into my mouth and my large knob slipped between her. He was ordering me around—’Take your clothes off! Get in the bedroom!’ He never did that. He wasn’t like that. Then he got sick, just started pulling at himself and shaking, pulling at his skin. I got scared. Oh God, I got so scared! He’s so strong inside. He never acted like that!’ She started to cry and I let her, standing there with the cell phone in my hand. ‘In the pantry,’ she said, ‘There’s some tools in a drawer. Can’t you nail up a towel or something to stop that fucking wind? Christ,. When I moved towards her she said, “No, no, no, you can’t touch me in here,” she said with a sly smile on her lips. “But you can touch yourself, if you want. I want to watch you jerk off while I read to you,” she said. “You’re bad,” I said. “I know and you love it don’t you?” she said. “Go ahead. I want you to jerk off in front of me.” She turned the page and started to read. “I snuck down to his cabin after Dad went to sleep. Pete read me a line from a poem and I was really touched by his.