The first thing you need to know is, we put the fun in dysfunctional.My mom you already met. Although Lilka Griscek was a short woman, if you went by ...her presence and personality, even the biggest male would be a shrinking violet. She’d back you to the hilt, unless you screwed up, and then you were up shit creek without a paddle. There were five of us kids. Three from her first marriage and two from her current marriage. Mom always wanted a girl, so she kept at it until she finally had one.My. She had no TV, so afternoons and evenings were spent talking, reading, listening to Mahler, Shostakovich, Robert Johnson, Miles Davis or Thelonious Monk. Often she would play the piano, or take to her easel to paint birds, flowers or animals.I would do some chores in the morning, in the garden, picking fruit, or feeding the animals, before heading off to the beach, for an hour or two. On the night I returned with my load of grass ticks, I was terribly itchy all around where I had been. At one time she thought it was strange that she would rather spend hours and hours in front of her computer than go out with her friends and shop or cruise for boys. It didn't take long, though, just like with dating, for her to accept things the way they were and just enjoy what she enjoyed. She had a brilliant mind and had written a few games herself (that were good enough to sell to the big game companies, providing her a steady if meager source of funds), but it was diving into the. Veronika moved both of us together more closely and took Leevis cock in the mouth; she rubbed mine now with her hand. As Jana had done on the beach, Veronika now switched from cock to cock.Alternately, she wanked us with hand or mouth, Jana was watching from on the couch . She took a second dildo from the bag, a red jelly shaped penis about the same size as our cocks. While introducing this now into her vagina, the smaller vibrator she put into her rose bud as she put it in she let out a loud.