I could still feel his cock in my cunt and mouth. I could feel his cum leaking out of my cunt and taste it in my mouth and I wasn't bothered by the f...ct that I committed incest.Robby said "I have to pee", jokingly I said, "do you need mommy to hold it for you"? He, said, that would be cool. So, off the bed we got and I followed him to the bath room where I proceeded to raised the seat, stand behind my son, grabbed his cock and he let go a stream of hot pee into the bowl. When he stopped, I. I lifted my legs more and gave her the leverage to slide my clothes off of my ankles. She tossed them under her desk as I say there naked and quivering. Soon my wetness would appear on her desk. “Erm,” I moaned as her soft hands parted my thighs. I felt her stroke the sensitive area of my inner thighs. I pushed my legs apart wider, resting my hands on her shoulders. I squealed underneath the gag, her teasing touches were driving me wild. She ran her hands up and down my legs, making my pussy. However, nice girls just don’t want to be with me. I never get lucky in a bar and never have had a horny slut want to take me home. I’ve had sex, but always by paid whores. Every weekend I order myself a whore. I think of role plays that I want to do and they come and fuck my brains out.At least I have sex, just not normal sex. Not sex with somebody who wants to be loved. Just a slut who wants her next paycheck. That’s all I’m good for. I sit and wish for some girl to love me. It hasn’t. I brought back a chunk of meat to fuck and the skipper called out his rights to her and laughing, took her into his room. Although I would be happy with seconds, There was so much out on the street, I turned heel and left.Back on the street, I decided that rather than hassle with the lack of rooms and privacy, I would take a bus into Bangkok - only 85 miles away and two hours. Next I knew I was on a bouncing bus headed into Bangkok. Three wheelers, tuktuks, motobikes, bicycles, and all manner.