Soon Jeff was fucking my mouth with his BBC, then he pulled it out and told me to suck on his big balls. I did; they were so big and hanging, I sucked...on them one at a time, at points having them completely in my mouth. Jeff told Anita, “wow, Anita, I think you found a keeper. It looks like he will do anything he is told to do.” Anita said, “I hope he is.” Soon Jeff guided his BBC into my mouth. Anita told us to stop and for me to get undressed. I did. As I undressed, she was strapping on her. Be ready.” I stood staring at her. “And Ari, it will be okay. You’ll see.”It didn’t take all of ten minutes for me to pack. I grabbed up the necessary stuff for a long weekend in a cabin ... somewhere. I even grabbed my Chemex and filters and the bag of Ethiopian Harrar coffee I had. I stepped out my door at the same time Rose did.“Wait,” she said. “Back inside.” I stepped back. She spotted the bottle of scotch and bag of chips where I’d put them when I came in. “I knew you’d forget those. Now. In the end she decided it wasbetter on me, which is fine. It just meant that I got to put it togood use. Over and over again. Have I mentioned how much I love thatgirl?Of all the kinky stuff we tried though, I drew the line when shewanted to swap her dick onto me. That was... well, it wasn't reallyfor me. I felt kind of bad because she was really insistent about it,but something about the idea of me having a dick was so weird and itslike... how would that even work anyway? She'd need a strap-on. Something. Anything. Preferrably the red head appearing on my screen, my own mother. I pulled on a pair of headphones, and turned the volume full blast, wanting to experience every sound with clarity.The clip went straight into the action. The camera was angled behind Mom, whom was bent over with her face pressed against the carpet. It gave a good view of her bare cunt getting reamed by some guy who mounted her like a dog in heat, sliding his lengthsome cock in her sopping hole.My hand was.