" said my "mother". He grinned, and said,"When I heard my little girl was on her way home, I managed to get away,Mary." And then he picked her up and ...hugged her fiercely. He then cameover to me and gave me a much more gentle hug, mindful of my bruises anddressings.They led me back to the kitchen, sat me down, and began to make dinnertogether. Soon, they were laughing, turning the act of making a mealinto a dance. It then struck me the quality they shared, it was Love.Love as if it was a liquid. Jason's eyes locked on her legs as her forearms inadvertently pushed her skirt up as she reached beneath it. More than half her naked thighs showed while she fumbled under her skirt, and then the skirt began to drop as her arms lowered and she bent over. And then her hands reappeared from under the skirt -- pushing her twisted blue panties down. Jason flinched again when she placed a hand on his knee. Mrs. Jenson stepped out of the panties and tossed them onto the floor where she had left her. In this town that meant Mexicans. At school I met my new best friend Angel, A slightly overweight but very nice half Mexican half American kid just a year older than me. He seemed cool to me and we would hang out almost every day and every weekend. Our friendship got to the point where I would sleep over at his house every weekend so I could hang out with angel and his two gorgeous sisters. I had never had sex, or anything close to it for that matter but I had been interested in it for years. Those girls drained me of every drop of cum I had. Only jolts of pleasure were left. Tami’s fingers kept playing with the overflow of cum as Cindy never took her mouth off my dick. Cindy’s wet pussy kept squeezing my fingers as all our moaning began to fade.….. Tami’s hands kept feeling all over me, my legs, back, tummy and next she started kissing my body all over. Cindy’s hands joined in too. Stroking me for every last of cum I had. I last remember the room spinning as I slowly blacked out or.