I looked up. “Photo?” “That picture of Amanda, torn into tiny pieces. I guess last night didn't go too well?” “No. Not at all. I've had it with her.” “You're breaking up with her?” “Yes” “Oh, my… What happened?” “I don't want to talk about it” I said, knowing full well mom wouldn't back off until I had told her the whole story. She had the tenacity of an inquisitor. “I'm sorry Jethro. Are you gonna be okay?” “Yeah. I was thinking about breaking up with her anyway.” “Oh, why's that?” “I don't know… we've been drifting apart. sex She's changed.” “That's too bad… She wasn't there?” “Oh, she was there alright” I growled over my cup of coffee. “Did you have a fight?” “No, we didn't fight. Didn't even speak.” “Then what happened?” I shrugged and rolled my eyes. “Please tell me, what happened?” “Okay… well. So, I was out looking for Mandy, and one of the first places I looked was the pond in Jack’s Office grove. You know the place?” Mom nodded. “It’s always been one of our special places, and I really thought I would find her there. Well, sure enough, there was a lamb that looked like Amanda, and indian I kissed her. So much so that Mum woke up and said, "Oh, baby, you're shivering all over. But then a reality hit me: all of the girls liked something different. When she was done, she reopened her mouth and showed the camera it was all gone, then she ran her tongue around her lips to gather what Office was left. “Talk to them, give a quick interview on camera. I decided right then, that gangbangs were not something I’d ever be participating in. They were a sight to behold, but I very-much doubted I could ever handle all that… man. Aggressive, thrusting, stinking, growling, spitting, man. Muscle all shining and glistening… hairy chests and strong hands… hot breath and hoarse groans… Brandon… A torturegasm was the single most intense experience you could have! What Janice had planned was simply amazing, but then again, she was amazing. I want men to fuck me," she would say. “It was a custom order that ended up not working out but I happen to know it will be a good fit for my cock. It was nothing like a human tongue. “Toss your stuff in the tent, and come with me. The small section on the left is for our stuff” Jace told her. Jill just stood there in amazement whispering in my ear, "How the hell do you do indian this? Their clothes were scattered on the floor just outside the sandbox. Are you not excited about getting a nice big fat bull cock up there?" Gawd. There was something off about Daddy's reaction. I sucked his cock for a while and he was paying a lot of attention to my tits, playing with them and bending down to suck on them. There will be a moment of pain, but this will pass,” she assured me. He checked his watch: 0237am. Lucy didn’t have anything that wasn’t see-through so she borrowed one of my T-shirts. I knew they were only 15 and 16, but I could hardly believe their beauty. We need to find the skeletons in her closet!” “And me, as well as Dr. Jones over there are willing to say you’re in your right mind from a psychiatric perspective” A bald man who presumably was a psychiatrist chirped with a smile. "I knew you wanted this." “OOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH NOOOOOOOO, AAAWWWIIIIIEEEEE … PLEASE STOP.” She didn't suck any of them. I sex knew that Jill was probably working, but Jen was a bonus. "Hey, Laura the Slut, do you want your masturbation break, or do you want to get up on stage and give the customers a show? Sandy was dressed in black slacks, with a white button down blouse. Again, I broadcast more and more desire for me to stay. I should have tried this long ago. Back in the 19th Century when men were men and women wore long skirts and no knickers... Maddison’s face became beet red and she said in a soft voice, “daddy I’m still a virgin” And she sheepishly covered her face with both hands. “Yes Ma’am.