I had no idea what he was doing, I had never been exposed to sex of any form before this and the word “masturbation” meant nothing to me. He was m...aning as he was toughing himself, “What are you doing?” I hesitantly asked. “Making myself happy,” he said. “It would go faster if you did it for me” he told me, while giving me a hungry look. Since it wasn’t using my mouth I agreed to rub my hands around him to make him happy. As I continued to masturbate my brother I began to feel wired sensations. She needed a stiff drink. A few of them actually. She wanted to go back to her warm bed and loud noises in New York. Her photographs that lined every wall in her condo. Her mismatching furniture and bright colored sculptures. She missed it all. When Jason moved in he had been quick to talk about going back to California. He had said, ‘Baby, if I can find a nice job in California then we can get our lives started.’ ‘I don’t know about you but my life started nineteen years ago.’ She didn’t need. It seems as if John and the kid came at the same time. Sarah had the tennis ball sized head of John's cock caught in her mouth. It had swollen up even larger wile it spewed his sperm down her throat. The kid behind was shooting his load in her. I couldn't see her throat or how much he was shooting in her. As the two juvinals sucked my cock and balls the little girl went underneath me and throst her little tongue up my ass. Then I shot. It was the most intense orgasm I had ever had. Can you. Because her and David were friends the conversation came around to sex and basically although she loved her husband she wasn’t getting enough sex. Later that night after 11pm when she finished her shift she went upstairs to have a bath, it was okay because there wasn’t any volunteers right now and in fact she had lied to her husband , it wasn’t a sl**pover, she had just arranged with David to stay upstairs because she didn’t want to go home. She decided to have a nice hot bath and then she went.