As I was being well and truly screwed from behind, I managed to fix in my imagination the sight of Nessie, in wild abandon, enjoying her boyfriend’s...dick, her long brown hair flying over her head, her large breasts, flush with excitement, jiggling, her expression of total devotion, perhaps (or probably) to Paul’s big dick inside her, all made a powerful image. This was the first time I’d ever seen anyone else fucking, apart from myself riding Karl in my bedroom mirror, and I found the whole. Candy in the morning, Honey for lunch and Sugar at night. Sugar, I don’t want you to talk mean to your cousin any longer,” she said.“I told you that this training would get progressively more difficult as you learn the basics. All of you are ready to suck dicks, and a cock is a cock no matter how tiny or who it belongs too. You will thank Jenny, and she will let me know how each of you has improved day over day,” Mom insisted that was the end of it. None of us protested but I wanted to say this. He lost all energy, all drive, all will to live. He stopped looking after himself, would go for days without getting out of bed, without eating. He ended up in hospital, dehydrated and mostly starved. His children had their own lives and didn’t need the extra burden that he would be. He didn’t want to be in this life anymore. Many years ago he had read a book which said that everyone is able to choose how long they will live. In his arrogant brashness of healthy middle age, whatever that is. Think so..." Abigail gasped. "There's a shadow ... behind ... the blinds..." Good!" Ron grunted. "Silly bitch. I hope ... she rubs ... her clit off!"Abigail pictured this and it brought forth an explosion, "HUUUUUHHHHNNNNGGGG!!!!"Ron chuckled. "You're a ... piece of work ... Abby! I get ... a kick ... out of ... your scrawny ass! Turn around ... I wanna ... blow a nut ... on your tits ... and see ... if they grow! Hurry!" The urgency was upon him, triggered by Abigail's pussy clutching him in.