“You…know…we…shouldn’t…do…”Joshua stopped talking as he felt his penis enter Michael’s mouth and felt his full lips squeezing and su...cking. Michael felt Joshua’s hands rest on top of his head, looked up, and saw Joshua’s head tilted and his chest heaving. Michael wrapped his hands on both Joshua’s butt cheeks and began to squeeze. Joshua let out a moan and thrusted forward. Michael was prepared for Joshua’s penis to push straight into his throat. His nose was now against Joshua’s pubis and his. Across the room, another group, made up of younger boys and some girls, turned to look at the happy group. Their laughter was actually infectious though no one knew what the racket was all about. Tristan, who was part of the second group turned to look too and froze when he saw Damon with his head thrown back in mirth. It had been about three day since he’d rushed out of Damon’s office. It hadn’t been easy to convince his family and friends that he was ok. His mother was worried about him. He. ‘Did you say you know all these people here?’ ‘I do. That’s my dear friend Ruthie and the man in handcuffs is her husband. Her parents owned this house until they died very recently. The other two people are her friends, George Boxlicker and Pamela Bird. They were here with Ruthie yesterday.’ When he heard my name, which is not a common one, Kramer looked at me with some surprise. It was becoming apparent to the police that they were in danger of getting involved in some kind of domestic. I, too, felt myself about to come as I was frantically rubbing my little clitty with my fingertip with my mouth close tight so Daddy wouldn't still hear me. All of a sudden Daddy threw his head back and let out a long drawn-out moan as white stuff spurted out of the tip of his big penis over and over several times. (For the record, I knew what the "white stuff" was since they taught about all that stuff in Health class in school, so I guess maybe I wasn't that sexually inexperienced after all!).