It’s hard to say here, but...” She hesitated, taking a number of deep breaths. “This is where you were conceived.”Feeling like he was a gaming...machine spinning numbers and fruit that stopped with three of a kind he imagined the young man and woman that would become his parents, humping passionately in a 1951 Ford. It was like split photography, scenes of his mother giving his father a blowjob, the side frame showing Claire doing the same thing to him ... his mother spread-eagled on the seat,. I’ve seen it in the movies, but, oh my God.” That was my cue to go back to work, rimming his hole. I explored his ass in all its glory, shoving my wet tongue deeper into his hole as his breathing got heavier and heavier. I stopped for a moment and asked him if it was better than the movies. He said, “Oh yes!” Then he grabbed his keyboard and opened a hot, porn flick on the flat screen. As I watched the boys play on the screen I got all the more worked up. I moved back and forth from his ass to. And tonight, as part of your punishment, you don'tget to come."??????????? Hereyes got even sadder.??????????? "Thisis fair punishment, is it not?"??????????? "I'mso sorry, sir," she lowered her head again, and kissed my shoes."Please don't do that. I'll do anything."??????????? "Anything?"??????????? "Anything,sir!" she cried.??????????? Oh,what a lovely dance it is. ??????????? "You'llsuck my ass, tongue fuck my hole?"??????????? "Yes,sir."??????????? "You'llbe my urinal?"???????????. Going to college in the fall. Nice car, good family, friends. I had it all. So, what was I doing on my hands and knees in a video booth on the wrong side of town,dressed as a cheerleader with a cock in each hand, one in my ass and one buried in my throat?It had all started a few months ago. I was locked out of my house in the pouring rain, and I went over to our neighbor’s to see if I could hang out with him until my parents got home. He was a cool guy, single, mid 30’s, worked for a software.