I just turned 22 a couple of weeks ago. As usual, I was expecting my mom to outdo herself in the sex department which she claimed to do every year. I ...oncurred in her assessment. She really did find some tremendously new filthy things to do to me every birthday since we started having sex on my 18th birthday. My birthday was doubly special as both of us considered my birthday to be our "anniversary of perversion". It was fun to call it that because we didn't really think of our relationship as. Meanwhile, Aunt Christy swiped my ass with her tongue yet again.“Oh, God ... can we table the rrr ... rest of the game until later ... I hate to miss playing it, but oh, fuck, I can’t focus with their mouths on me like that!” I stammered and moaned.I caught grins, winks, and smirks from everyone, even as they watched Aunt Jess and Aunt Christy have their way with me.“There’s no need to focus, dear. Just enjoy it!” Jeanne told me as she joined my aunties in pleasuring me, much to my. He needs four a day to stay strong. Soon Johnny develops debilitating chest pains due to the lack of potassium in his diet. He passes out and remembers the most traumatic night of his life.He was walking down an alley with his sister, Lilith. Lilith was his little sister that was eleven months younger than him. They loved each other. They were attacked by two people. Brandy from Shaneequa’s prison, and her husband Jaye, who she later killed. Brandy raped Lilith and threw Johnny in a garbage. "Believe it or not, we used to be married," shesaid.That seemed odd. Why would I ever marry a girl? They don't have a cock,so I'd be miserable. Still, she was obviously superior to me, and I hadbeen conditioned to believe anything that a superior said."Don't worry about it," she said. "Your new Master explained it all to meand the girls. He gave me some music that made me realize that this wasall right, and he even arranged to have you officially declared to bedead. Thanks to your life.