"Heather, you're drunk. Shut your door and go to bed. We'll talk tomorrow," I said, trying to sound calm."You have no right to tell me what to do," sh... said, but by the time I got to my feet she was safely behind her door and I was standing in the dark. The next morning I tried to tell her how it was going to be, that I was going to occupy the front room and that I needed to get my rest. She was in no mood to listen.I practiced with the freshmen team the rest of the week, really trying to abide. Any cock as long as it was loaded with spunk for me to swallow. I had been sucking cock at various toilets around my town and had met some really kinky bastards in my time but John was way ahead in his kinky ideas. He was a mature respectable male in his late 50's a white collar worker with a nice property in the country.....he was married and had 3 k**s so to any one taking a casual interest would think him a normal man.I met him in some toilets and sucked him off on my knees in a cubicle. She nervously wondered if she would disappoint him. Would she please him? Would he reject her or simply use her as a piece of meat to be discarded when he was done? The email said he would be in town that afternoon and to meet him at her favorite restaurant. He sent a package to her ahead of time with the items he wished her to wear for their meeting. A red low cut top, a black mini skirt, black lace thigh-high stockings, red garter belt and her black leather knee high boots. Also enclosed was. “Oh sweetheart..shh..just rest now. Everything will be ok, just shut your eyes. Mommy’s going to take care of her baby. You just lay back and let us help you.” I felt my Aunt slowly retract her lips from my shaft ending with a sensual kiss on my head. It bobbed it the air with each throb acting as plea for more. My mother hugged me while still straddling my torso incidentally pressing her bare breast upon my chest. As my mom hugged me, still petting my head like when I was a kid, I cocked my.