Mom, always the trooper, eventually finished off the bottle. “It’s never good to recork wine and save it for later.” Whatever you say mom.When s...he was done eating (and drinking), I offered to help mom upstairs while Em started cleaning up. She was certainly tipsy. I had to take her arm, then on the stairs, put my arm around her waist while she made her way up. Mom was short, and thin, and had small breast like Em. I’d never noticed before how similar their bodies were. Once to her room we said. After a while he stumbled out of the room and everyone moved on quickly from the subject. We weren't so quick to move on.We both felt a mutual feeling of inadequacy. Like we were leading my family on by not explaining that we weren't actually all that wild in bed. I could have gone on to assure them that I get the job done and know my way pretty well around a pussy but that might have been in bad taste. So we just kind of sat around clinging onto each other. It was uncomfortable being around my. And my first time having sex. He unziped my pants and smiled "Heh, fire crotch." I felt his tongue on my already hard cock, and soon enough, a warm-wet sensation enveloped it. The sensation was nearly unbearable, and it only got better. I watched him as his head bobbed up and down on my crotch, one hand on my thigh, and the other my balls. Soon enough, I was filling his throat with my seed. He layed on his back so I assumed it was my turn. I crawled in between his legs, and the aroma that. The place is yours."I said, "I don't like to look a gift horse in the mouth, but that is a lot less than your asking price."He answered, "Like I said, I don't need all that money and there is no one to leave it to. This way I can still live here and run the place, and you can worry about the improvements that you would like to make." You have a deal," I said. "Do you want a check or cash?"He said, "I prefer cash, I do not trust banks, and I am in no hurry to have you get it for me. Just pay it.