Oh well, I thought. It was just this once, and no one would ever have to know about it. The rest of the morning was like a fog until I pulled up to th... address that the man on the phone had given me. It was a fairly large house sitting on over an acre of wooded land. The perfect place for a sick and twisted guy like this to live. When I approached the door I got an eerie feeling. For the first time since I got the call yesterday I realized how dangerous this was. For all I knew this guy was. . that's why im going to fuck you..." I said as we got to kissing like crazy, breathing and moaning all over eachother as he continued to stroke my cock as fast as he could. I went ahead and leaned back as he knew what I wanted. He got on top of me and put my cock right between his ass cheeks as he went ahead and started pushing me in him. Letting out moans as I watched him. "That's it... get it in that ass... I know you want it... I know you want this dick in that gay ass... get it in that. “It’s too bad we can have these for real,” she says with a smile on her face as she looks up at August.August returns the smile and says, “Just imagine how fun that would be.”They both let out a laugh as Sasha pumps the fake cock a few times before taking it into her mouth. She starts bobbing her head up and down on it, just like she would if it were a real cock. She works her mouth all the way down the fake cock and back up. Then she suddenly removes her mouth from the fake cock and pumps it. ”“Then what, Peter? Would you please tell me what the hell you want?”I smiled at her and nodded at the screen, where she, kneeling, was tugging down the man's pants and starting a blowjob. Unfortunately, he had his back to the camera and I couldn't quite see his dick in her mouth.“Peter, please turn that off.”“No, Mom, you don't understand. That's what I want.”“What?”“That.” On the TV, Mom's eyes were closed as she bobbed on her partner's knob. The microphone picked up faint smacking.