My mom lay in the bed next to me, David was on top of her and they were making out.
"Get a room lease!" I said, falling back onto the pillow. I didn't remember my mom having a ceiling fan.
Dickey was taking off my heels. That was good, they hurt like the devil, and then his fingers rubbed my feet.
I sighed, "You gentaman..." I told him.
I wondered how many calories all these fruit drinks were. 'They are gonna go straight to my ass.' I thought. I had never been this drunk before. In my head I felt fine, I didn't feel inhibited, but it was like my thoughts weren't getting to my body right. Dickey's hands were messaging my legs, that was nice of him, but gay, so I tried to tell him to stop. I succeeded in making a girlish mumbling but the words were just noise.
"Oh, David!"
I looked over at my mom, her top was hiked up and David had one of her nipples in his mouth. That was good, I thought, he could keep her off me. He was pulling down his pants; it looked like he might be in too much of a hurry to undress. That was good too, I didn't want to see him fucking her naked.
Wait... "Sow don." I said. I needed to think, this was off.
"Of course, just relax." Dickey said.
'I wasn't talking to you.' I thought.
I felt a breeze on my balls and shivered. Someone sucked on my inner thigh. I looked down and saw Dickey naked. I had been right, he was muscular but skinny, like spider man. I saw him licking up toward my dick.
'Stop.' I thought, "Top." I said.
Dickey nodded, like he understood, but he just kept on. He was licking my balls then and I gasped. I felt my mom squeeze my hand and looked at her. She had a big grin on her face and was being shafted by David.
"Fuck my little girl good Dickey!" She yelled.
Dickey had a bottle of lube in his hand and pushed it against my asshole.
'Stop.' I thought. "Pop." I said.
I trembled as cold fluid squirted into my rectum. This was fucked up, I needed to get the message across, and this guy was dense!
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