Seconds after I got in the shower, Mom stepped in with me. “Why didn't you wake me?” “You looked like such an angel, I didn't want to.” “Whe... we get done here, we need to go get something to eat. I am starving. Do you have any idea what time it is?” “No,” I said as I lathered the shampoo in her hair. “It's after six,” she put her arms around me and held me tight while I scrubbed her hair. “What do you feel like eating?” “How 'bout we try that new burger place on 16th street?” I rinsed her hair. Ever since I started packing yesterday, I’ve been wondering what that meant. Apart from that I’ve just got my toothbrush and toiletries, a couple of books and my iPad. But if this train ride is anything to go by, then I won’t be doing much reading in the next two weeks. I tried reading once but I just can’t seem to focus. Images keep invading my head: Charles sitting in a plush, comfortable armchair, beckoning me to him; my handsome high school maths teacher calling me to the front of the. Lana was letting her hands roam over her naked upper body, sliding over those beautiful breasts. He looked at the pink material draped over his hand, then back at her. Her hand had slipped down to the front of the denim skirt. There was only one button holding it up now. She poked her hand inside the opening and held a fold of the skirt open as she rubbed the crotch of her red lace panties. "Go on James, it would turn me on," she encouraged as she slipped her finger inside the crotch of her. But then nothing, I was laid there for minutes with the dildo in me wondering what was happening.Then all of a sudden I felt hands on me, lots of hands ! The dildo was removed and a cock pushed into me, suddenly my head was turned and a cock pushed into my mouth, another cock was placed in my tied up hand, then my head was turned the other was and another cock stuffed into my mouth, I could feel hands pulling by ball bag and wanking my cock. The guy who was fucking me pulled out and I could.