The part that I truly do not remember is how the conversation turned to his wife giving him a blowjob. “I would get Shelly to suck my dick on the wa...y home if she weren't passed out.” I do recall him saying something like that. I do not remember how it turned into two married men, shirtless and in shorts, sitting on the carport in a North Atlanta suburb, saying, “I will if you will.” But that's about what he offered.I agreed, but I really did not think that he would. I stood up, stepped up to. ‘I like spending time with you so much, I asked Prince Tulan if he will allow you to stay with me a few days.’ She just looked at me. ‘Please talk. You are so wonderful, I want to know what you are thinking.’ Yoni responded, ‘Since I was brought here, no one has ever asked my opinion or wanted me to talk. The men have —–‘ I stopped her. ‘I cannot imagine the horrors you have seen or how some men have treated you. I do want to know all about you but I’m not sure that I can stand hearing them. As the b o y s head for their seats, I notice the expressions on most of the b o y s faces in the class. Yup, these two got to hang with Matthew Dillon---guess a proud moment for them. “Oh—uh Johnny—the jacket”? “Oh, sorry Mr. Dillon” Johnny takes of my letter jacket, and handing it back to me, swaggers to his seat with that big shit-eatin grin. “And oh ya b o y s –what happens in the crew—stays in the crew-- no talkin”. The two nod their heads up and down, still smiling. I notice a few in the. I noticed something bobbing up and down from the couch and I remember blushing darkly, before hearing my dad say something.“That’s it…take it all…be my dirty whore.” He moaned. “Mmm….fuck yes. Make me cum down that slutty throat of yours. Fuck…that’s it. Use that tongue, just like that. Get ready…I’m cumming.” He groaned, in what I now knew was pleasure, and saw him jerking. My mom came up, topless, and showed him something. I didn’t see what happened next, because I ran back up to my room with.