I sat Jason down on the edge of the bed and took hold of his sweatshirt. I pulled it over his head, taking a minute to appreciate his smooth tight bod...y and clean fresh smell. I held his arms aloft, caressing the dark hair in his pits and then moving my fingers to tease his nipples, which were large, dark and perfect.I pushed Jason back on the mattress and climbed on top of him, bringing my warm wet mouth to one of his tits. He closed his eyes and moaned, putting his fingers in my hair as I fed.. “Are you still game?” My only response from them, were lustful groans of anticipation. Know the time had come to move forward, Abby and I both dropped our hands and the same time. Leaving the guys with a feeling of loss as our hands were no longer on them, touching and caressing them. Circling the group one last time, Abby and I changed places. I was now between Sam and Jacob and she was between Kevin and Tom. This time, instead of either of us taking their cocks in our hands, we began. As I prodded her she explained how it worked and that her pimp took 75% of her earnings and that she got the rest. Usually she was a whore for wealth older men in the area and other places when she went on the road. They would contact the pimp and share what they wanted in a whore and then she would get a call to go and serve being told exactly how much to collect for her talents. I watched as Jen listened to her Mom’s story of whoredom and wondered if she knew that very soon she would be a. ”He would twist my nipples very hard and that would cause my period to start to flow and then after that I always felt better.”I turned to my sister and said, “Okay, pull your shirt up.”Savannah got white as a ghost.Mom said, “That was what I had to do with your father.”Savannah said, “But that was your own husband. He’s my brother.”Mom said, “Then don’t do it. I don’t care one way or the other.”She reluctantly lifted her green T-shirt up under her armpits and stood there. As I approached her.