He helped me straddle Mr. Rooney’s cock. Mr. Rooney stared in horror as I plunged down and his cock disappeared into my ass sleeve. It was one thing...to use a faggot for a blow job but never fuck one in the ass. That makes you a faggot too. Ross was clicking away. “Fuckin’ hot, dude. That’s one heavenly dude hole you got there.”I raised and lowered my asshole over Mr. Rooney’s cock. He couldn’t move so he couldn’t help me even if he wanted to which I doubt. I gripped his cock with my ass pussy. I looked down at my breasts and noticed that my nipples were erect. It was, most certainly not cold and as I gazed between my open thighs, saw that my shorts had a growing wet patch on them. By the time I’d turned my head to look back at Rob he’d put on his shorts, sat back down on his bed and was leaning down to fasten his trainers. He stood up and walked across the room towards me. He bent down, kissed me gently on the lips and tickled me on my stomach. “Did you like what you saw sis? Don’t. The next time I awoke I was spooned into her warmth one arm round her waist and something soft and yielding in the palm of my hand,Shit! It was a breast, I was actually cupping one of my mother's breasts!Hurriedly I took my hand away, but mum mumbled something sleepily and put it back, I tried to move back just enough to create a space between us, but again the unintelligible mutterings and she moved back with me.I was in an impossible situation, spooned into my mum's naked back, a beautiful. The guy turned to stare at Max like he just broke wind. Then he yelled to the other guys, ?Hey Max likes her feet, what a freak.? The men laughed long enough to fluster Max, and then continued tossing dollar bills toward the girl. That was the last time Max mentioned his foot fetish in public, to anyone! About a year later, Max took a part time job driving cabs. He’d just about learned the town the base was in. It’s not that he needed the money. Max was bored. After work he had no.