My Father is Michael Patrick O'Connell. My Cousin Kell, actually Kellen Conroy O'Connell, is the son of Sean Patrick O'Connell, my Uncle. Oh yes, I'm ...Kennard Curran O'Connell. I'm called Ken most of the time.Our Fathers, Kell's and mine, each have three Wives. Each of their Wives, our Mothers, have three children -- a pair of twin daughters and a son for a total of eighteen children, and we live in houses, large houses, right next to each other in the O'Connell Realm.Our Dads are the heads of. She was frightened when I told her to give a blow job for me.She kneels down on the floor and touches my balls with her tongue and I feels like I was in heaven. First she wet my balls with her tongue and starts to suck it.Then she moved her tongue on my penis and slids upto her throat.On a moment of hesitation from her I hold her hairs and starts to fuck her in mouth.After 20 minutes I cummed in her mouth she pulls her mouth of it and my sperms had fallen over her neck,shoulder,and boobs as she. California in the mid-seventies was an era of free love when girls discovered that they liked fucking just as much as guys did and could do so for the first time in relative safety. As a result, it was not difficult for a horny boy to find dates when he wanted them.And you can be sure I wanted them.At that time, I was a jeans-and-T-shirt guy; shorts and sandals when it got hot. Twenty-six years old, one-eighty-five pounds and six-feet-tall, I was a Vietnam combat vet fresh from the Marine. Please..stop crying”, commanded Nigel.“They will expell me…they will throw me out”, cried Lucia.“RELAX”, shouted Nigel. “Nobody needs to know”.“Oh Mister Nigel…thank you…oh please don’t say anything to your parents”, begged Doris.“ Ladies…don’t worry…I won’t say anything but…but …you will have to do something for me”, replied Nigel.Thinking they had received the message loud and clear, Doris bared her large breasts and walked towards him while Lucia opened her legs and showed him her hairy.