A naked babywasn't anything sexual, even if she was a girl.Our family lived in large Midwestern US city. We were a melting-potfamily, with most of the... European cultures represented somewhere inthe line, plus some Native Americans, and a few others s**ttered aboutin our family tree. Our own household was nominally Methodist, but we rarely went tochurch with Grandma and her sister. But other relatives were Catholicor Lutheran, and dad openly claimed to be agnostic. This led to arather. He belonged to Elizabeth. Yet, she was gracious enough to share him with me. Or perhaps it was that Elizabeth and I both shared a deep secret that would cause most of society to label each of us a pariah. Perhaps it was the overwhelming feeling of gratitude I felt towards her for indicating that there was some scenario where Robert and I might be intimate again someday. I just don't know.Thankfully, the conversation progressed beyond the closeness Robert and I shared. I seldom have more than. I felt his cock stiffen a bit and quiver as he prepared to unload his balls.I took the first shot of his seed straight down my throat. I backed his cock out of my throat and received his remaining shots into my mouth. I swallowed his cum and licked his cock clean. He put his cock back in his pants and said thank you as he left the booth.I stayed in that booth about four hours that second day. I sucked at least twelve more cocks during that time. Some of them lasted a long time before emptying. I resolved to tackle the intruder myself.The stairway was dark but I know it well and felt no need to light the gas mantles. I made my way to the kitchen. The crunch of broken glass beneath my feet and the draft of cold air from an open window told me that there was, indeed, an unwelcome visitor.I made my way back to the hall. A flicker of light from a shrouded lantern briefly lit up the edge of the door to my consulting rooms. I worked my way silently along the corridor towards it. Noises from.