" Hey, I think I know what I'm doing, plenty. I haven't had any complaints yet." Their banter defused what had been an awkward moment."I'm sure you do... sweetie." She said, patting his hand. "I'm sure the girls in your bedroom are just screaming every night." I've heard plenty of screaming. I'm surprised you never heard it, Mom."Actually, she had. Their were several occasions when Erik brought girls home after his parents were in bed and took them up to his room. Some of those girls were quite. ” Cheri said as she put her arm around her friend.“That sounds like fun! Maybe I could invite my new boyfriend. He is a married to some dried out old bitch that has no idea how to please a man. She is a stupid bitch because he is a great fuck!” Beth replied.“If he such a hot fuck are you going to steel him away?” Cheri asked.“Fuck no! I don’t want a boyfriend or husband unless they belong to someone else. That is what makes cheating so much fun. I love the thought of sending him home to spend. ’ ‘Well,’ said Mona, who had taken full control over the situation, ‘you’re young and pliant, so a little pain won’t hurt. Hector, keep a firm hold of her and, John, you get on the bed.’ He did so. ‘Get on your knees… yeah, like that. Now take your hands and put them under Amy’s ass.’ John did as he was told. ‘Now,’ Mona said, ‘push up. But do it very slowly.’ Mona leaned in as close as possible to Amy’s glistening cunt and saw the effects of John’s effort. ‘It’s working… a little more….’. When the waitress led us over to our booth I had to grin. My group ended up at the booth next to theirs. Being the fifth man there I had a chair at the end of the table as my friends crowded into the booth. I eavesdropped on the conversation my dream girl was having with her friends and to my surprise the topic was blow jobs. My courage was high from the many green beers I had put away so I pulled off a move that I, in my buzzed state, considered epic (I still think it was epic BTW). In one.