I can't go back. Whatever you want.Yes, that. Why not. Oh, god.Yes, them, for them, too, call more people in, I don't care. Anything you want. Everyth...ng you want. Hhhhh aaarrrrrrggghhhh.Please, let me, let me, I'll do it, I'll swallow it all, morethananythingintheworld I want to I want to nooooo no noaarrrgrghghhh.Call them. Call them all. Please wait. I'll go wherever you want. I'll take it all off in ohhpublic yes yes yesyesnonononooooo hhuhhhh.Why. Why. Why. Why. Why, oh, god, please help. She said she would . We said our goodbyes and hung up .I went to work some while Rakim was sleeping . When he finally replaced me I left to go and call my wife but my mom picked up. Ebony must’ve forgot to put that computer in my room with Izzy and Marcus. “Hi hunny bunches of oats” my mom asked We made small talk when she brought up their game of spin that bottle “Marcus is such a cute k** but I don’t know how your wife was able to get to close to him geesh he needs a shower”“ you should smell. Fourteen." It's time for you to learn." With that, he tore my pajama bottoms along the rear seam, the tattered pieces falling to each side of my ass. I knew what was going to happen without even having to feel his cock pressing me.I looked to my mother for help but she was lying there in a drunken stupor. I screamed, and the guy slapped me hard along both sides of my head. I began to whimper.I read enough porn to know that an ass-fuck is supposed to be accompanied by lubrication, by fingers. I said, “It’s about to break thinking you’re walking out of here. I noticed his cock was becoming erect and pushing down his leg. He then reached out and pulled me toward him. We hugged and he whispered, “I’m not gay, OK?” I said, “I love and care about you, not if you’re gay or straight.” “That part of you is such a small part of who you are.” As Allen calmed down and we embraced, he said, “I’m not leaving, I still owe you a massage with my body.” I asked, “How about some juice?” He.