But I never got into Patrick White. I like some of the Americans, though. Salinger and Roth. And Trollope, too. Especially the Parliamentary novels! A...d the Irish playwrights -- Synge and Shaw and Wilde and Behan and Becket!”“I’ve only read a bit of those. We had to read a lot of Shakespeare and Scott and Dickens in school. My granddad reads a lot. Everything, it seems.”“I never knew my grandparents.”“I can’t recall my dad’s mum. She died. My sister’s named after her: Weena.”“I’ve always wanted. I was greedily swallowing his cock and extending my tongue to swab the area between his balls and asshole. In his haste to become a man his inexperience became apparent as he began to gag on my thick member. “Slow down”, I warned him. “Deep throating takes practice.” At this point I shoved my tongue up and into his asshole. “Oh my god’, he screamed, “That’s just about the hottest thing I’ve ever felt!” “Stick around”, I smiled, “This is only the beginning”. I followed with a spit soaked. At that point, a disturbing thought ran through my head. I was looking at Hailey, but I was seeing Christie. What the fuck?We eventually got re-dressed and headed back downstairs. She kissed me and went to find a drink. I plopped back down on the same couch to catch my breath. It wasn’t much of a surprise when a beer appeared in front of me. Christie perched back in the same position that she had before, and stared straight ahead.“Did you think of me when you took her cherry?”“No.” I. Then mom looked back at me showing me a little pink object winking said "remember this?" oh shit...she must have seen me outside the window so many years ago she went to work with her little toy, it hummed,Jill let out sexy little squeaks and then Jill arched her back tried to push Audrey's face deeper into her love hole the way she had done me,then Jill let out a symphony of orgasmic cries, then pulled Audrey up to engage in another wet kiss and to taste her own sex juices. Then Jill spun.