I couldn’t believe it; she was already buzzed. Iwondered how many men had seen her like this, how manyhad taken advantage of it. How many had wa...ted untilshe was passed out. Part of me didn’t want to know,because I’d just end up uselessly hating those men, butanother part of me wanted very much to know. To hearall the details.Nikkie finished her beer and handed me the emptybottle. I went to the kitchen and pulled another beerout of the fridge. When I returned ‘Mack The. That someone was always Rebecca. I’d meet a girl and get interested, but then somehow, some way Rebecca found out and pretty soon things got messed up. I knew what she was doing, she was sabotaging me. I could never figure out why. Shit, she could’ve had me anytime she wanted, and she knew it.I did do pretty well at scouting, but scouting wasn’t quarterbacking the home team, and it sure wasn’t being the star forward on the varsity basketball team, or the center on varsity lacrosse. There was a. ” Helen groaned under her son’s rough hands.“It would make me happy.” Jason said, smiling to himself above her head. Even lightly bound, he knew he could order her to do what he wanted; he had certainly done it before - but it was a lot more fun to use her own instilled beliefs against her.“Oh.” Helen whispered in a small voice. She planted a few light kisses on her son’s bare chest and shuddered gently. “Then nothing would make me happier, baby.”Helen sunk down onto her knees in front of Jason. I think that’s when a guy’s cock stops working.” That really stung. “I don’t know girl. With an ass like yours, the dead would get a hard-on. Besides, I think your grandfather’s kinda sexy, for an older guy.” They giggled like the little girls they were. “So your mystery guy only fucked your ass?” “Well, he fucked my pussy for a second or two, but that was just to get it lubed up for my ass. God, it was like he was possessed, the way he went after my ass. He even licked my butthole!” “Ooh,.