I dont move. It seems like minutes that I am stuck there, but I am sure it was only a short time that I figured out that she was still asleep and tha...t it must have been an involuntary muscle contraction. I will live another day. I slowly pull my finger out of her young pussy, get my head out from under the covers, and head back to my room. In my room I strip off my pj's and its time for some fast cock stroking, thinking about what I just saw and did. Looking back all these years, this is. He was my escape from the endless hours of walking on eggshells when my father was in one of his moods. Those moods usually ended in beatings. Billy was kind to me and helped me to forget the horrors of my home life. It was in my pre-teen years that my father put me in the hospital. Billy visited me every day. After several weeks I arrived home to find that my father had moved out. My mother was sad and cried every night and I knew that it was my fault he left and she was alone. Billy helped. “To get my brother off,” I replied with a smile.My brother has this condition - it runs in the family, actually. Mom is the only one who doesn’t have it, but she’s such a stupid slut that she’s always happy to help out the rest of us who do.See, everyone in my family has to get off like ten times a day. I don’t know exactly what happens if we don’t, but I know it’s bad. That’s why I let my Dad fuck me whenever he needs it, and that’s why Mom spends most of her stupid slutty time wrapped around. She was in total control of him through his cock, and there was nothing he could do to stop her.She would work the head for a little bit, drawing yelps and little screams from him, then take him all the way down her hot, tight throat. She had no gag reflex to speak of, and every time her nose mashed into his pubic hair, Tom would let out a low groan and pull hard on his bonds. His muscles were getting quite the workout even as he laid there helpless to stop Vicky's attentions.Suddenly, she sped.