"Tuesday at work was no better that Monday had been, if anything it was worse because I knew what would be happening that night. I couldn't afford to ...iss anymore time off work so I just had to suffer through the day. At dinner that evening Martha told me that she had changed her mind and that she did want me to tape the evenings festivities, "If Billy gives me any shit I'll mail it to his family and let them see him standing there watching black men fucking me."I was not a happy camper.I. I loved the sheer male power of him. Like a real thoroughbred colt he fought, struggling, punching me off wildly. But it made no difference. It all just went straight threw me. I was invisible to him. And his eyes, oh those gorgeous icy blue eyes, they were so confused, so frightened.I let him go, just to see what he would do. He ran for the door, only to find it locked without a key, then to the burglar-barred windows which, for some supernatural reason, couldn’t even be opened, couldn’t be. Gwen was the woman who had vanished and was forty-one years old; Marcia was twenty-four and Julia twenty-three. I didn't need to know any more, their names and the photo's were enough."Alistair, what's the use of all these details, back in time all you need to know is what they look like and their names. I need no more, what about you?" I was thinking just that myself, I doubt if they will be sitting waiting for us either!" He said with a smile.We returned the three files to the locked bag. After 10 more minutes of this intense hardcore sex, we both hit orgasm at the same time. I came inside my mom’s pussy once again.She was getting dressed immediately as my dad might wake up then while I still lay on the bed naked. She left and I soon fell asleep.The next morning, dad left for work at the usual time and it was just us, two love-birds, for the rest of day in the house. As soon as dad left, I went straight to the kitchen, where my slutty mom was shaking her ass off while working.I.