So I rushed to the kitchen and got an empty bottle from the kitchen. I spun it first and it pointed towards me I said truth she asked me if I had a gf...or not I said no I don’t have a gf sadly, next I again spun the bottle this time the bottle facing her she choose truth I asked her what is her boob size she was quite shocked by my question and looked at me in a weird manner I said it’s just a game and come on you can tell I won’t tell anyone so she hesitantly told me that her boobs size is. The guy was smiling at me. He was heavy and muscular. He was in his mid-forties. He came down and introduced himself as Butch.He offered me a ride. I told him I would love a ride, flirting a bit with him, so I could get home.He asked what direction I was going and went I told him, he started moving away telling me he was not going near there.I shouted at him; because I had not even money enough for a taxi ride. I leaned over while I was talking and he stared at my cleavage.I finally convinced. He fucked girls in the same way a wrecking-ball refurbishes a building. Rarely would he find one particular piece of ass worth hitting more than once, but it was never about the relationship, or friendships, or love. It was never about anything other than the sex. Poseidon was different, other than the obvious fact that he was a 20-something year old man. Poseidon wasn’t dominated, or afraid, or awestruck by Tommy like girls were. Poseidon just seemed amused. When 5:30am finally rolled around. I was now her slave. Sis's eyes blazed with triumph and scorn. Yet, her eyes where still on my only slightly shrunken dick. Her still open robe gave a tantalizing glimpse at her big tits."Kids! Breakfast. I know its Saturday, but I still want you up," shouted Mom as she climbed the stairs. Sis immediately put away her phone, closed her robe and shot off for her bedroom. I just barely had time to throw the dildo under my bed and through a sheet over me."Get up now, Joey," said Mom as she glared.