We'd always fall asleep. And when we were little you'd carry us to bed and when we got bigger you either led us to bed or you left us there covered wi...h a blanket." Right. And half the time we would fall asleep with you. Well, one night when you were thirteen or fourteen, you were on the couch with me, and we both fell asleep. I have no idea what we were watching, but it doesn't really matter. It was something on cable." How do you remember that it was something on cable, Mom?" I remember that. She watched, chewing her lip. Hereleased his penis and reached for the hand creamdispenser on the arm of the sofa. He pumped out agenerous helping along his cock. She almost groanedaloud as he grabbed himself again. Mitzi couldactually hear the wet, licking sound of the creambeing squeezed between his cock and his fingers. She yearned to get closer. To touch, feel the heat andhardness of that lovely thing for herself. The stalledlawnmower on the front lawn, her need for a shower,her thirst; all. I screamed, and began making low guttural moans. Then leaving the vibrator buzzing away, he walked to the other side of the desk, standing right in front of me. He leaned down and kissed me. I opened my mouth and our tongues began exploring, wet and deep in each other’s mouths. The vibrator was buzzing so hard he could feel it through my tongue. As we kissed he unbuttoned his pants and freed his beautiful cock. It was hard and swollen, already oozing pre-cum.I reached out and began jerking him. I always tell them that I don't know anything. But even if I did, I wouldn't tell. And truth be told, I don't KNOW anything. I have my suspicions like everyone else. But nothing is certain in my mind. Plus, being just out of college and still looking for a good job this place is cheap enough to let me keep my head above water. No use fucking that up. Everything in my little world is just fine. I mind my own business and that keeps me out of trouble. Until the day I started running my mouth. Ms..