I have nothing. I have a silent void, a blank slate, no cherished memories to keep me company. I have nothing to look back on with fondness, and nothi...g to look back on with anger, or embarrassment, or pride. I have nothing to fill the emptiness. I haven’t figured out how to cope with it.”He smiled slightly. “Nothing to worry about. Eventually I’ll adapt.”Addison brought her knees up and cuddled closer. “I can help,” she said. “I can tell you about things that happened.”Dad slipped his arm. She took hold of the base, just below her other hand above it, held it upright, and slid it right inside her hungry mouth. She sucked with a powerful urgency that told me, she was just as horny and desirable of me as I was for her. Soon, she slobbered, adored, and worshiped my sex tool with a slavish lust. I slapped her jaws playfully as I cheered her on. “Yessss, little pussyboi, suck that shit, yeah, yeah, suck that shit Pillsbury doughboy. Suck it pretty little princess. Oooh…hmmm…yeah, it. Mom husband repeatedly, “good for you, because I love this wonderful man far more than I can ever tell him! He’s just a great guy!”“Thank you ... honey ... oh ... damn ... I’m trying to hold back, but Jessie’s ... so ... tight and wet ... and hot!” Phil warned his wife and mine, the former being my middle sister.“Don’t hold back, babe. Cum inside Jessie now! That’s an order from your loving, grateful, dominant wife! Make her cum by shooting that load inside her,” Erica instructed her hubby.My. I could hear footsteps coming across the hardwood floor toward the bedroom.He was laying back relaxed against the pillows, hands behind his head, and I was on my hands and knees between his legs willingly working his cock with my mouth like some slut. The footsteps stopped at the doorway."Fucking A!" It was a deep male voice, sounding full of lust. The voice sounded a bit familiar, but I wasn't sure if I had heard it before or not. "Guy's got a good body. I'd've never thought he'd be a fag, but.