”Wayne had been holding Judith’s necklace against his throat as he talked. He discovered it was easier that way. He glanced at his left hand and t...hen opened the palm to look more closely at it. He couldn’t see a scar, but his palm tingled. Wayne’s voice drifted as he remembered his childhood.“When I was little, my best friend Paul and I decided we’d become blood brothers. Got the idea from Cochise in Broken Arrow or something on TV. We went out in the woods and did an Indian dance in a circle. It had a suction cup base and split into two dildos, one slightly smaller than the other. If he would have found that when he was younger, he probably would have naively asked ‘why are there two?’ But now, after many experiences making his girlfriends cry out as he took their anal cherry, he knew exactly how this one worked. The thing that excited him so much was thinking that she used that and did it to herself. She liked that. He would sit there looking at it and stroking his cock, imagining. She makes you so happy, and that's all I want for you, is to be happy."As she was speaking, mom rolled over and opened her eyes to the room full of people. Stunned and very frightened, she took a deep breath in as she pulled the blanket up. "Janice! I can explain!"Janice smiled at her and said, "Mom, it's all right. I know about everything. I always have." She leaned over and kissed he ever so softly on the lips. As she kissed her, mom's hand was sliding around my hips and she grabbed my. She was a cute girl with big, ever-pouting lips. Today she had put her hair in pigtails, making herself look more like the little girl I lusted after. Her face was mature but she could contort it into looking like the little girl she wanted to be. Her tits were full and firm and ended in pink nubs that loved to be sucked and tasted. But my favorite part about this girl was her eyes. She had big blue eyes that conveyed the innocence I wanted and craved for in all of my lovers. She caught my.