Tonight, however, was special. Tonight was the first true meeting of the Mother Fucking Club. This would be such a wild time. I couldn’t wait for al... those slut mothers—all those whores like my own mom—getting fucked and gangbanged. Being used by their sons and other young men.It was hot. My boyfriend was so amazing.He rescued me from being one of those sluts. I would have been a complete whore without his mind control powers rewriting my personality. I knew the path I was on. I just needed. “PJ, you don’t have to worry. It was just fun.”“I’m not a man who regrets his actions, Phoebe. You wanted it, I wanted it. That’s why this is serious to me. I’ve celebrated in Washington DC with my LGBT brothers and sisters when same-sex marriages got recognized and approved.”“Look," Phoebe got serious, too, “Probably, when you first met a guy you had the proof you were gay. But you didn’t become straight, or bisexual just because you kissed a girl yesterday. You just made a mistake…”“I never. More affirmation that she REALLY wanted this. I ate her like it was the first meal I'd had in weeks. She appeared to really like getting tongue-fucked.As I continued to "Dine at the Y," I inserted an index finger into her cunt. Feeling like it was well-received, I inserted a 2nd finger - then a 3rd. She gasped, sucked in a bunch of air, and gave off a deep, throaty "Ohhhhhhhh!" I knew I had the right ingredients to make a pussy happy!While continuing my oral/digital maneuvers, she did nothing. Then we moved next to each other and held our cocks together for a picture. It was a good picture of two hard cocks!I continued to suck on him some as we continued to play with our cocks, we were both enjoying ourselves. We started talking and I moved to the chair, put my stockinged feet on the coffee table as we were both still jerking off.He got up to go to the kitchen and had to pass by the couch between the chair and the couch. I reached out for his leg and he turned toward me. I moved.