”“Yes,” replied Gwen, “I ... I ... can say they have been about as exciting as anything I’ve ever experienced.”“Then we all have to prov...de you with something quite unique,” said Edward, who seemed to be the leader.“Drink, my dear?” he asked“Perhaps a martini,” she replied and he retired to the bar at the other side of the room.“You are quite lovely, Gwen,” he said returning with her drink. “Andre did not exaggerate.”“Thank you,” she replied blushing.“Now to your adventure. The game is called. Pump our little whore full of cum,” my mother urged, as she grabbed a fistful Laura’s thick, curly hair and held her tight against me.It was all too much. I let out a wordless shout, moaning into mom’s pillowy tits as my cock surged, swelling inside of Laura’s already overworked throat. My balls tightened, seized, and spasmed. I erupted, thick, monstrously large blasts of cum firing straight down Laura’s throat, relentlessly, one after the other.My mother continued her hold her girlfriend’s. Miranda screamed at him to stop but he was beyond listening to reason. Slipping his knife from his pocket he made easy work of her bra releasing her growing orbital mounds from their prison. Seeing her tight teenage body exposed only made him more enraged as he took ahold of her and dumped her across the back of the wooden chair. Pulling her wrist forward he tired them off to the front cross bar between the chair legs. Miranda was bent double over the chair back with her front side down toward. "Hey, I got an idea," Danny said, "Why don't we try fucking each other?" Er...how?" I quizzed."Well, we can fuck each other in the arse. Remember that hard-core mag we saw once, round at my cousins? It had a photo of a guy fucking a chick in the bum?" Oh yeah." Well, let's try that." Okay," I grinned.It didn't occur to either of us that it might be wrong, or that it was gay, or any shit like that. It's only older people who end up being morally constricted and restrained by prejudices. For now,.