Robert and I were one of the couples who had paired off in the shallow end of the pool. I pulled my lips away from his passionate kiss. “Think ther...’s a vacant room in the house?” I asked. Robert looked at me and replied, “I’m sure were can find somewhere, let’s go.” We emerged from the pool, grabbed our towels and headed inside. We went upstairs. First bedroom on the right was Lake’s and the door was shut. Robert tried the knob and pushed it open. Standing, with his back to us, was Lake’s. It was as if he was cumming through her into my mouth as she continued to ejaculate at a pace that was faster than my ability to swallow. More of her luscious sperm spilled out the sides of my mouth as she savagely fucked my gaping maw.I could feel the trembling in Chloe's body as she slumped, satiated. It was only the tightness of the crowd that held her up. As her precious cock had nothing more to give me, I let it slip from my mouth with one last sensuous lick along its underside. Even in. Tom had to clearly delineate his ideas on how he and the others would deal with this. He had to state and outline quite categorically that he would not abuse this freedom nor make it a matter for the police by becoming a Public Nuisance.Tom laughed at the whole thing because he just could not see himself indulging in this ‘freedom of sexual expression’ in any way. Walking about the streets in the nude was one thing but masturbating in public and indulging in flagrant sexual intercourse was. (Don Reid — Harold Reid)Central Missouri, 1959: He was just thirteen when his mother drank herself into a drunken stupor from which she never recovered. Kenneth Lawson had never known his father, wouldn't know him if he met him face to face, nor did he carry his father's name.His mother had been so ashamed of ever having been associated with such a deadbeat, much less having given herself to him intimately enough that he had impregnated her with Kenny. The only times she talked about him was.