He was depressed most of the time and did a fair amount of drinking. ~~Amber was out in the pool swimming and thinking about how she would approach he... father. He was inside drinking beer and watching a baseball game. It was about all he ever did since losing his job.Amber decided to take off her clothes and wrap her body in her towel. She would start a conversation and make her towel fall off her body. She was pretty sure after that happened, he would get an erection and want to have. Unfazed, mom drank it down, one mouthful after another, moaning softly at the delicious taste of my cum.The taste of her son’s cum flowing over her tongue, combined with the extensive tongue-lashing she was receiving from her younger lover, sent her into the throes of her own orgasm. She groaned as she swallowed down my load, her legs quivering as she gushed her own creamy load into Laura’s mouth. The double rush of sexual energy was exactly what I needed after last night’s exertions. Still. He had shown me photographs of Joan that made me sick. And he told me how he was going to make the rest of Professor Rogers' life miserable. Angelo had said he wasn't like his father. Yet he was capable of doing terrible things that most people would find morally inconceivable. But what disturbed me most was that part of me was glad he was making my tormentors suffer. An eye for an eye. They showed me no mercy so why should I feel sorry for them?Slouched in the rich, leather seat, I gazed out. Once they flipped me over and crawled between my legs, everything changed. The one inside me started pounding the hell out of me while the other guys would shove dicks in my mouth, slap me in the face with their meaty cocks and started squeezing me very rough. I tried to ask them to calm down, but they only got more excited. They kept switching up on me until they all had a turn in my pussy and mouth. Before I knew it, I was flipped over and a big dick was being shoved in my ass. I couldn’t.