I started to flick my tongue ever faster. She was thrashing about on me now. “Oh God Steve that’s the spot oh yea!, yea! “ She gushed into my mo...th. The sensation was like being pissed on, I had to swallow and swallow fast. She let go of the bars over head and her weight dropped onto my head and face.I heard the loudest crack as my head went back. My mouth was full of pussy I could not say anything I was being smothered. I felt pain and I started to panic.Penny lifted off me it was only a few. Joke. No comment. Everything I had on me was stolen. In an attack of prudishness they left me my underpants, but that was all. The police, world-weary as always, were assuming it was a mugging carried to extremes, or that I was involved in some shady dealings in the underworld. It didn’t change the outcome. Apparently they took my fingerprints but it turned out I was innocent. No records. However, my injuries were the worst any of the medics had ever seen, and no one thought I would live. I was. When she wore her bikini I could see the outlines of her areolas framing her small marshmallow sized nipples. Her legs were well toned from her dance team workouts and her ass was firm and round. Her belly was taught and showed every muscle and curve when she wore a short top or bathing suit. Her face was framed by curly blond tresses that accentuated her big blue eyes and large pouty lips. But her soft southern drawl voice was the icing. When she was upset or sad she would sniff and talk in. They sat on the bench, the warm sun making the wine most acceptable. She could see he was disturbed by the album, so said “So?” he explained that “erotic though it was, he didn’t understand the thinking behind the act!” she smiled, “well, it`s complicated, you see both men had wooed me, your dad, my Jim had won, by a long chalk as it happened, but they as brothers wanted to share me.” he nodded, she went on “now don’t you go thinking that your dad was a wimp, enjoying being a sub, he was no.