“Hello, Ma.”She looked up. Her other son, John’s twin brother, Ron, was looking at her calculatingly, while chewing on a weed stem. Can you look... more country than that? She smiled. Nope.“I’m glad you’re glad to see me, Ma.” Ron thought the smile was for him. “That’s some pretty interesting scissor work you’re doing. Ever consider using pinking shears?” He chuckled.She shook her head no. Smiled because the thought of using pinking shears to trim her pubes WAS funny. Ron was studying her nearly. He told me he was a freak that way, able to unload a huge amount every time he came. And that meant 3 to 4 times in a row. I was in heaven. I had found the fountain of youth and intended to drink long and often from it. The hard cock I had just drained was still rock solid and at attention,so I had no doubt he was being truthful about his performance. I told him how much I enjoyed sucking him and he complimented me on giving him one of the best blowjobs he had ever received. He would be getting. I was on my way to the toilet when a guy stood in my way. He was tall, and when I looked up at him and saw that he was wearing the mask from “Saw” I got scared. He didn’t say anything he just stood there looking at. I couldn’t see his eyes, but I could tell he was looking me up and down. I had stayed in character the whole night, and I wasn’t about to stop now. “Hello sir. I haven’t been in this land for long, but I’ve never seen anyone like you before.” I smiled.He didn’t reply. I grabbed my. Lisa and her cousin Nate were the same age as me, while her sister and Nate's sister were the same age as my older brother. The six of us didn't always hang out together, but our groups did. I discovered a lot about Lisa. She played soccer and ran cross-country. She was into gaming of all kinds. She loved to read. She never had a boyfriend. And she said balls all the time. It got to a point with us where whenever she said balls, I said tits, and laughed about it. We played a lot of volleyball..