She was leaving him there in that big, 4 bedroom house, and taking us to go live with her parents.My sister has the clearest memories of this. I do no... remember it at all. I know later, once school was done, we would move down to Allentown, Pennsylvania, to live with mom's sister and her husband and family. My aunt and uncle and their 4 kids. That period of time I have clear, distinct memories.Leaving. And then returning in the middle of the night. My dad mopping the kitchen floor in his. It had been a simple matter to wait till she was asleep. A terrible accident, she had fallen off the porch drunk. None of her friends believed it. One glass of wine yes, she had never been drunk. Just enough the coroner said that it looked like she had taken the fall on her own. And of course, his friends all remember him sitting and drinking with them, 10 miles away. Her children shipped off, he had the place to himself. At least that was how it seemed at first. The night after she was. ” He said, “no, I think he needs to do all the work.” He pushed me off of him. When his cock left my ass, I felt empty and let out a whimper. I could not believe I had become a gay slut. He laid on his back and told me to ride his cock. I immediately got on top of him and lowered myself on him. As his hard cock slid into my ass I told him how good it felt. I began riding up and down him, fucking myself. I had never done this and was kind of awkward. After a few minutes, he pushed me. She was wearing a nice flowy dress so I had easy access. I could feel her pussy was damp and warm. Before I could explore any further she stood up. Grabbed my hand and said I am taking you to the bedroom so I can get that cock in my mouth. She pushed me on the bed and undid my jeans. Her left hand was cold which felt amazing as she wrapped it around my shaft. She looked it up and down and then straight at me and then slid it into her mouth. Damn it felt good. She knew exactly what to do. She.