“Hey”, I said shyly trying not to make too much eye contact and seem weird.“That was some math test”“It sure was”, I said even though know...ng full well I nailed it.“I know you nailed it Tom”, she said with a smile, “but it was quite tough for me, which is why I want to ask you a favour.”“Which is?”“If it’s not too much trouble could you tutor me a few times so I do better next time please” she said as she gave me this pleading look with her eyes wide open and head tilted slightly. Who could say. Pulled back and i saw that monster cock this guy had. He leaned in close and said "You liked that didn't you bitch?". I just reached out with both hands and took that cock and put in my mouth again and started sucking and jerking it with both hands. This thing was truly massive, I couldn't help myself. I proceeded to suck him off for the second time which took about 30 minutes. At the end he gave me more under my nose and fucked my face, just like he did the first time. I couldn't believe i. As I got older, I discovered that thiswas their fucking music, because they would remain locked up intheir bedroom for a long time, Barry crooning over the speakers. I poured the champagne and Mom walked back to the porch. Shepicked up her glass and I did likewise. "Happy Birthday, Son. And may we grow old together.", she said, knocking my glass. Was it me, or was that toast laden with a much deeper meaning. Since I'm not a drinker, it wasn't long before I started feelinglight-headed. . It was good. ‘You know, your mother might have made a big buck with this story.’ I read it to her. ‘Those are Paul’s words, I think. I heard him telling Mommy what to write, but I thought she’d stick a little closer to the truth.’ ‘No reason to, I suppose. Do you have any other relatives? Grandparents? Uncles or aunts? Cousins? A father?’ ‘Not that I know. Mommy never said. I never had a daddy. I don’t think the uncles that came around were real uncles. Even Uncle Paul isn’t a real uncle.’ ‘No,.