Great gobs of goo dripped from his open mouth down onto my left breast. It hit the nipple and started to soak the bed cover my breast was resting on.I...was then aware my sons were at my rear. They were wide eyed at how my cunt could close around a dog cock and knot that appeared to be camped for the night inside me.We lay together joined as one. An animal and a human. A woman, a mother, being bred in front of her three sons by a big German Shepherd. Lying there utterly shameless. For over ten. You and I 'need to talk'”, I used our code word for sex. I smiled seductively.“Sure. Let's go to the changing rooms, huh?”, she smiled right back.We walked to the room kissing, her handling my balls and 8” dick carefully. She unzipped my jeans, putting her soft, warm hands on my semi-erect penis. I undid her bra from behind, and as it slipped away in my hands she started to unbutton her shirt to show her bulging breasts. She pulled down my jeans, sexily pressing her body against mine, her boobs. My cock was semi hard to start and with all that attention it became rock solid. There were ten guys in total (including Alex and Adam) and they were all dressed in suits and ties. Just normal looking guys, maybe I should say a normal group of slightly gay looking guys. Most would have been mid thirties to mid forties, couple of skinny guys, two bearded guys but overall a pretty good looking bunch from what I could see.Adam, as usual, was in control and after a few minutes of being surrounded. "Uh...the Gladstone?" If we're on our own, fine." What's this all about?" I fail to stop myself asking.The receptionist is holding the door open. Trisha smiles at her, thenleans forward to place her lips by my ear."The woman in that room," she hisses. "She's not my mother."*At the end of my Chemistry 'mock' O level examination - the last ninetyminutes of which I had spent creating a mathematical formula to estimatethe number of tiles in the assembly hall floor, such was the swiftnesswith which.