I did almost everything I ever wanted to do sexually. I'd been addicted to porn for 25 years. The internet had taken me to some of the darkest place... one could go. My mother texted me. She was definitely the spawn of satan and most everything bad that happened to me was because of her. I ignored the text and continued having no contact with her. One day I noticed that 2 types of porn had greatly out numbered everything else on the old hard drive. I was masturbating to either tranny porn. The girls showered, together, then gave me good long kisses of thanks and left with their photos. It was Saturday. I looked at the clock remembered the time difference and waited on Cindy's call. I wondered how her Friday night was. The phone rang at 3:30. 12:30?Usually she calls during her morning. "Hi Tim, sweetheart. Sorry, I just got up. Listen, you know Nikki and Peter. They let you do your thing. So this is on me. Kind of. But I think one of the guests may have put something in my. When I saw his facial expression change, I knew he had seen up my dress. As I passed him, I saw him look at my ass in the reflection on the glass window. I began to blush.Sam and I said goodbye to each other and I went home quickly. My parents were not there yet so I went to my room and stood in front of my full length mirror. I took a quick study of myself to see what Sam’s father might have seen. He must of seen my vagina and I became excited at the though of him eating or fucking me. I. .. “There, done,” she said. “Hmmm, OK but my final veto,” he reminded her. He looked into the basket and reviewed its contents whilst feeling his cock starting to bulge and pulsate in his jeans. “Well done,” he complimented her on her choices. “You’ve selected a nice range of size and texture here and the shapes are all too similar. The courgette has to be replaced. But because you are now out of time I will complete the task for you.” She half-laughed and then watched as he took out the.