I really shouldn't have had that third joint. But hell, I loved the feeling of being stoned. The ground was squidgy beneath my feet, propelling me on....I stopped at a bar, had a small beer to slake my thirst, then moved on, seeking...what?I walked past the whores. I knew I was fucking horny, wanting to get laid, wanting to get off, wanting to cum. But none of the girls were turning me on. What the fuck was happening to me?Then I saw it. Red-lit in neon. “Gay Cinema” it said. Now, I always knew. Mom’s movements showed she was cummimng too. I came in a flood. ” Aaaaaaa….ooooooo…mom……. I am cumming….Rani I am cumming in mom’s cunt, Ohhhhh FUCK…”Mom was breathing like a bitch out of breath as she clung to me. My cock was moving in her cunt with slapping sounds coming in the room. I came and came as mom shot her cunt juices on my cock. We lay still after fuck was over. My cock came out of mom’s cunt with a plop. Rani leaned closer to me. Her mouth closed around my cock. She took my cock. EPILOGIt has been about two weeks, two hectic weeks, since the big arrest and alot has happened.At the jail we were given jumpsuits to wear, and one of the samepolicewomen that arrested us at the house stood by while we changed. Itwas there that she saw for real that I was a guy but I don't think she wascompletely convinced of that until she saw me in my panties and bra.She, Sandy was her name, made several remarks as to how pretty my gown wasso I told her she could have it if she wanted it; I. This formed an arena enclosed by the couch, lounge chairs and side tables with a white shag-pile rug in the centre. He dimmed the table-lamps, closed the blinds and turned off the overhead lights. He refilled Michele's wineglass and placed it on the side table where she could reach it with her free hand."No need for you to be thirsty while your daughter and I play together," Mike winked at her and Michele blanched.Nadine just sat on the couch; head bowed, holding onto her glass of bourbon,.