I didn’t go to his funeral. He would have wanted it like that.”“Sweetheart, since we’re truthful, I’ll ask something els...e. Did you love your husband?”“Love? I respected him deeply, and isn’t respect as valuable as love?”“Relative, little girl, relative, in my opinion.”“He loved me deeply and that was more important.”“Do you have anything to do with. Ranchland Oil now?”“I own Ranchland Oil. My husband. The house had 17 also and we told him to quit since technically we wouldn't lose, but being caught up in the game he took another hit and got a Jack, bust.“Dammit Chris we told you to quit man!” I said.“I thought I could get the five cards!”“You thought wrong buddy, have fun cuddling up with Randy tonight,” Jim joked.We all beat up on Chris for messing up and helped them straighten back up the table, then we all went upstairs to where we would sleep. Mom and dad took the guest bedroom while Jim. In the mean time I forgot to suck on John?s dick but he didn?t. He was fucking my mouth deep down my throat with each forward move from George?s fuck.?Suck it good, sissy boy,? he said while pulling his cock out slapping my face.?So you liked to be slapped, sissy boy?" George asked.They both started to slap both my face and my butt pretty hard while brutally fucking my ass and mouth.?Do you like it? I can?t hear you moaning sissy boy,? one said while laughing.Immediately, I started moaning. The grabbed my dick and started stroking it hard, and was kissing and licking it running her tongue from tip to the balls, and then took it deep in her mouth and started sucking it like a wild hungry slut, and also kept playing with my balls and I too kept thrusting my hips to give her deep throat and she kept sucking and licking it until I was all hard as a rock.Then I made her lay on the bed and went in between her legs and with the tip of my dick kept teasing her pussy by rubbing it on her.