Jennifer said "hey let's slam these beers and make out again" and without hesitating drank hers as fast as she could. Amy and I looked at each other, ...she shrugged her shoulders we did the same. Jennifer made her way over to another can and cracked it open and said "Let's get drunk also". "Ok" I said. We all had a few more beers and we splashed around and made out fondling each other. I could tell Amy and Jennifer had done this before with each other. They really had a connection between the. He was so gentle and passionate with me, he would kiss me so lovingly. Fast forward to the fall of 71, I'm nineteen, Ronnie is twenty and our little brother Eric was eighteen.Ronnie had been sick with a cold for three days. He's such a big baby when he get's sick.My Mother worked double shifts on Friday and my daddy didnt get off til late. My Uncle Pete and his wife Lisa and her daughter Brice lived with us.Uncle Pete's house had caught fire so they were staying with us til their home was. Every time she would feel me tense, she would slow or stop, just enough to see the reaction on my face, then, with the skill of a sharpshooter, her tongue would strike my balls in just the right place to make me contract with an incredible sensation. After ten years, I knew, that my wife could give the best blow jobs on earth. She wrapped her sweet lips onto the sides of my cock and slid them slowly up and down that shaft, stopping just before my tip, taking the time to lick just under the head. I was rewarded by a seemingly involuntary hip-thrust into my mouth as he again moaned. This time he moaned louder! As he was young I thought I might be rewarded by a quick orgasm, and I wasn’t wrong. He began thrusting up and down quickly into my tightening, sucking mouth. Each time he went deeper into my mouth, until he was making me gag, and I could feel him banging the back of my throat. I did not have his full length in my mouth! I sucked back up the length of his erect, and slick with.