I could still see her spread out willingly in front him, being mounted. It excited me and I wanted more of it.A few nights later in which we once did ...ot have sex, the first time that ever happened, I pulled her towards me as I tried to bring up what had happened. I wanted to talk about it. I kissed at her neck as my cock pressed against her legs, then slowly I felt her legs part in response. My cock found her entrance and I waited to see if she would respond further. I wanted to see her act as. That’s not how Suzuki rolls.I guess you could say I was loved by my moms and my aunts at different times in my life and the best thing for me was to stay with mother and try and build a relationship.When my mother was running the streets doing whatever she pleased. I would see her maybe once a month if that. Sometimes when my mother came around and I was in my room she did not even say anything to me, I didn’t exist to her. I remember one day she come over to see me and took my lunch money for. "97 pictures!In each one I was on my knees in a bathroom stall with a glazed look onmy face and a cock shoved down my throat. Or it was a picture of me frombehind with a cock plowing in and out of my ass. Every single picturehad a good shot of my face, usually glazed with cum and a look of half-drunken lust. The different sizes and skin tones of the cocks revealedthat I had been used by at least ten different men last night. In fact,one of them had me on my knees surrounded ten cocks in the one. I tried to ask a question but she shrieked "let me tell the story"! I just looked in her eyes and listened. She continued ,, "So, I saw someone at the door, looking in, and I asked "who's there"? I didn't dare interrupt! She continued "My brother Josh asked me if he could piss quick? I told him to go right ahead, the doors open. I made sure the shower was open enough for him to see me naked in the shower. He came in, walked to the toilet an I watched , through the mirror by the sink , Josh.