It raised the argument we should maybe wait for another time when Mike was safely out of the house. The argument made sense but with how much Mike ha...d drunk, I was sure we still had enough time. I reached out and using the fingers of my right hand, smeared his precum from the tip of his cock all the way down his shaft to its base. I leant forward, this time my lips, aided by his juices, gliding effortlessly down his length.I wanted him to enjoy. A part of me a little jealous, I wanted to prove. Madison recounted the facts that her Dad left on deployment, their Grandmother came to live with them and Michael and Jerry have to share a queen size bed in the same bedroom. She went on to say that Jerry started bed-wetting because of the stress created by their Dad’s deployment. She explained how she and Nana had to wake him up in the middle of the night and take him to the bathroom and wait for him to pee.“Why did Nana want you to touch Jerry’s cock?” They asked in unison.“No…not Jerry’s. I'm a little mentallyexhausted, and I'm hungry, but not tired." I'm hungry too. How about we order a pizza or something? I'll see ifZeke wants to get anything." That sounds good."She got up and left the room, leaving me alone. I dug in my bag for myphone, texting David to let him know I'd had an emergency and had toleave town. I texted Brittany, telling her about everything that hadhappened, minus the killing, then I put my phone back in my bag. I dugaround some more and pulled out the. I bent my head down and wrapped my lips around the bulbous head of his shaft. I began to slowly slide my lips up and down the shaft, taking it deeper down my throat with each repetitive motion. His cock seemed to be getting longer and harder as I continued to suck him. “OOOOHHHH!!!! Baby Yes!!” he moaned “You are one fucking great little cock sucker.” I looked up at him and gave my head little up and down nod, as if to acknowledge his compliment. I was deeply engrossed in giving him what I.