At my uncles house one night was my whole family gathered. it was a loud night everyone was doing something different the grown ups were chatting and ...making jokes amongst each other the older boy cousins were smoking *shisha* on the balcony the older girl cousins were gossiping in one of the front rooms. the rest of the cousins who are my age were playing video games and browsing the internet.. everyone seemed to be having a normal Wednesday night except me.. all that was running through my. ” Sebastian collects some clothes in a walk-in wardrobe and continues speaking, “If you follow me, sir, I must get you ready.” You follow him back out the door and down a flight of stairs, down some halls. The place is a maze of corridors. You try hard to remember the path but you soon give up. As you walk down the halls those you pass follow your every move with their eyes. You walk in to a room and it is covered ceiling to floor in beautifully painted mosaics, pictures from the history of the. That’s why her father’s mouth felt so good between her legs. The years of tasting her mother was apparent experience.Justin was experiencing much of the same from his mother. He had been sucked by his sister and other women before, but none ever felt like what he was currently feeling around his hard cock. It was perfect. His mother slid her mouth over his erection with just enough moisture for friction and pressure to feel like a hot pussy. It felt natural, as if he was actually pumping into. Each motion caused my hips to sway this way and that, my belly to clench and unclench, and my pelvis to flex against the spasms that rocked it. She turned me into her little tongue-puppet with just the minute shifts of her violating appendage, and I gripped her and her mother’s heads, and pressed their faces deeper into me. Their wet mouths leaked spittle that flowed down my taint and mingled with my juices. They smacked and slurped as they gluttonously consumed me, tasting my insides, churning.