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The first two sections– Prologue 01 & Prologue 02– are pretty slow and are primarily there to set up Felicia’s story, which is told in Chapters 01 through 04. Her story makes a lot more sense if you read the prologues, but if you want just the amateur heavy sex stuff, skip to the first chapter. WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories oral may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is deepthroat purely coincidental. Actions, situations, and responses are fictional ONLY and should not be attempted in teen real life. If you are under the age or 18 or do not understand the difference between fantasy and reality or if you reside in any state, province, nation, or tribal couple territory that prohibits the reading of acts depicted in these stories, please stop reading immediately and move to somewhere that exists in the twenty-first century. Archiving and reposting of this story is permitted, but only if acknowledgment of copyright and statement of limitation of use is included with the article. This story is copyright (c) 2019 by The Technician. Individual readers may archive and/or print single copies of this story for personal, non-commercial use. Production of multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format is expressly forbidden. Prologue 01: The Truce is Made Carlo Benito didn’t want to make the truce, but something had to be done to stop the killing. The five gangs were dropping each other’s members on an almost daily basis and the cops didn’t seem to care. One of the West Forty-Nines said that he had solid information that the cops were waiting for them to kill each other off before they stepped in and took down the winner. A truce was absolutely necessary, and this time it had to be a truce that could be enforced. There had been truces before between some of the gangs, but they had only lasted a few months, or even just a few weeks. This had to be a truce that held and it had to be a truce among all five gangs. The leaders of the five gangs met at a neutral spot, a church located more or less at the intersection of the gangs’ territories. One of the priests there had helped negotiate the meeting. It didn’t take long to work out the details of a truce. Boundaries were already set. The five areas were culturally different. So, as much of an issue as that might be in other parts of the city, it wasn’t here. This wasn’t a war about territory, at least not as in territory under solid control where the people living there owed allegiance to a particular gang. This war was about illicit business. This was a war over where Fucking you could sell your product, whatever it was. There was also concern about being able to move through each others’ areas without triggering conflict. After many hours of discussion, an agreement was reached on exact boundaries; on free passage through each others’ territories; and most importantly, that none of the five would do anything or make any sales within the other gangs’ territories. That simple agreement would bring peace. The problem was that none of the gang leaders trusted each other. Emmanuel Gomez, from the North Thirties said that he wouldn’t believe the others were sincere unless they swore on their mothers’ graves. “My mother’s still alive,” Carlo responded angrily. “You will just have to take my word at face value.” The response to that was laughter from the other four gang chiefs. Then one of them– Juanita from the Brookman Queens– said, “Then, maybe you should swear on your sister.” “What the hell does that mean?” growled Rick, head of the skinhead gang that called themselves “The Righteous Ones.” After all, she is a young doctor, and I am an old slob of a Fucking man. It didn't take me long to convince myself, I was not what she could ever be looking for and that what I experienced was nothing more than a dream. Brianna didn’t mind, she was already used to his name calling so she paid attention to her task and hand and she was very sure she could make him cum but then, he pulled out of her mouth. He invited his children who did not hesitate to join amateur a 5-star vacation paid for by daddy. Especially when he wanted to know if I had those oral warm happy tingles in between my legs and what I did if I felt those. “Why did they have to wait until teen I was out of town?” As she drew back, that magical moment happened. He had not moved in her since the announcement, and she was glad of that. He reached in front of me and started to jack off my 6” uncut cock. Within just a few minutes she was busted and then forgiven. His face red and scrunched up in a frown, “Why didn't you tell me about the...” His voice trailed off as he looked at the picture on the desk of his daughter and thought about the events of last night. This gives them their reputation for heightened sexuality and free love. I groaned as his hungry lips sucked at my flesh. Hearing them both go back and forth was quite the treat all by itself, so I felt some more tingles going throughout my body. I sort of wished that he had told me to take off my shoes. “Oh, Gods, Sven!” she moaned. "We have desert today," deepthroat she said as she rushed to the fridge. “I’m with my daddy; he’ll be back in a minute.” I agreed to his conditions. Then he noticed how violently Trevor was reaming the bitch's couple ass. I climbed up onto my bed, my cock just inches from her face. Suck my hard cock. “Joder,” grunted Teo. Listening to Roger and the reaction he was getting from our dinner guests was making me horny. We finally arrive at the house at 11:41pm. I jammed my mother's head on the end of my cock and started blowing what felt like years of pent up seed into her.