I felt a hand on the back of my head, pushing my head further down the shaft pushing onto the cock…I started to groan loudly ‘That’s right!Groan... like a little whore, suck my cock!’ I groaned and sucked hungrily.‘Stop! Now fucking stop!’ I stopped sucking but kept cock in mouth.Wide! open your mouth wide he said! And be very still!He had been grabbing a bunch of my hair and suddenly applied pressure.. I opened my mouth as wide as I could and waited … slowly I could feel his cock get bigger and. Ow! His finger moving to the collar of my blouse. He taps it lightly. I smile, pushing my chest against his knee as I unbutton my silk blouse for him. My bra against his shin. He motions me forward, another kiss to his cock, and he stops me again. Tapping my bra. I open it for him, kissing his finger as well and move back to what I'm after.Another flick on the nose! Ow. I pause. His hand out. Palm up expectantly. I pause for a moment, and then, understanding, shrug out of my blouse, handing it. I sat on the bed and put my finger over my clit and started playing with myself while I thumbed through their photo album. I found some of mom actually eating this woman out and some with what looked like cum leaking from mom's pussy and butt! I now knew what they did when they went out on these weekend trips and I wondered what they did around the house when I was away!I came some on my fingers so I put the album away like I had found it and when they got home, mom called me into their room. However, I had found what I seemed to have been looking for. His name was Vincent, and he was sweet enough. He was my first serious relationship. However, he always had a way of ripping that void of isolation even larger. Every time we were together, he would tell me the usual “Baby, I love you.” and “I want to be with you all the time.” But words are nothing. He proved that to be true. He was never around, and could barely make time for me. Eventually I felt that my every attempt to deepen.