"Now that we've made love to Karen, I think it's my turn."Now that Becky and Karen had made love to each other, they became more demonstrative toward ...each other. Mom noticed it that same evening. She asked me about it when Becky had gone to the bathroom. I didn't see any reason to hide it, so I told her. She accepted our new situation with no apparent qualms.Unfortunately, it was noticed at school, too. Evidently, they were holding hands as they walked to lunch. Rumors about them being lesbians. I wrapped my hands around his shaft as well, moving in rhythm with my mouth an twisting them as they pumped up and down his meaty pole. It was a trick I learned watching one of our many porn flicks and it was a trick that never failed to please him. I sucked harder and faster as I prepared myself to taste him. I looked up and saw his eyes were closed, enjoying the pleasures I was giving him. As I continued to move along his shaft, Mark groaned and shot his creamy load into my waiting mouth,. Troy held still as she came, letting it pass, enjoying her pleasure, as he felt the warm liquid sensation passing over his manhood. She was so wet he was very impressed at how snug and warm her tight tunnel was, and the slick justice she was producing was really helping him enter her smoothly, he was struggling to remember a woman this wet. He wondered if it were his skill or was she always like this? As she settled and relaxed she gripped him, as if to spur him back into action but he was. Celia, I’ll get you other recordings. We’ll even make some special ones for the workers in California. I’ll find other entertainers who’ll do the same thing. We’re working to get you out of there.”“Thank you, Jacob. You’re the best.”I was angry. Too angry to face any of my pod mates. Most were downstairs as we’d gathered for our Wednesday night study session. I was just so furious I couldn’t risk even talking to them. I locked my bedroom door. I don’t think I’d ever done that. I didn’t want to.