Every time we were doing something that required our attention some of my friends would get up to "go to the bathroom " or talk on the phone i knew th...y were going upstairs into my moms room i found out pretty soon why and for what. They would always tell me how delicious my mom was, JUICY MEXICAN TITS AND ASS and how hard they would get imagining her in lingerie and fucking all her holes in every position. We did this with all our moms it wasnt just mine. The day i found out what they were. He began to finger my driping wet pussy. I wanted to grab his head and pull his hair but I was tie up.He played and played, like a 2 year old with a new dump truck or Thomas the traing toy. He changed from my tits to my pussy and back. Suckling hard on my niples. He stood up fast with a hungry face, He riped off his clothing and untied me. The 10 minutes he was playing with me made him have a hard-on again. It stood straight up at attention, throbing up and down. I guess the taste of pussy was. In thisforsaken wasteland, who sees, who knows, who cares besides it is notcriminal, illegal but overall, career enhancing. They all said, "It wasnot manly, you freak'in faggot". I'm not - but looking like I do, makesit hard to convincingly argue otherwise.Since they had turned down the offer, they did not receive a package sothey were not aware of what I was wearing under my suit, GOOD! Thepiercing and eyebrow sculpture set the cruel SoBs off bad enough. Theysaid many other men had worked. "Joey Theodore Connor. Joey Joey Joey." Joseph," Steven said in a calm voice, "How long now." Thirty three minutes," he replied meekly."Why don't you have Tim sit down and allow him to speak for now. I want to ask him a few questions." Yes, Steven," Joey said as I sat down on the floor."Yes, Steven," I immediately mocked when I found myself able to talk."You want me to make you bite the tip of your tongue off?!?" Joseph warned angrily."That would make it difficult to talk, wouldn't it Joey?".