She was close like she was scared. He said, "My name is Robby Cook-Thomas-Sullivan. We are an exploring party from the east. We flew in to the airport...this morning. After refueling, we got this bus running and were going to check out El Paso."Another of the men said, "You flew in from the east? What do you fly? Where in the east? That's a pretty large place."Robby said, "We flew in an airplane. We spent last night in Dallas. We are from the communities of Preservation and Protection, two allied. "I'm always up for a fuck, me!"I smiled, anticipating awkward situations he'd get himself into during future room shares, and bent further forwards on the bed so that I was better positioned to receive him. This was the part I liked best: having another man push his cock against my ring so firmly that it yielded to him and feeling him slide upwards past my rectum and into my bowels."I mean, usually I prefer shagging birds," he went on, easing his cock head into my voluminous entrance, "but this. That doesn’t excuse either of you for this”.“Mom, just tell us what you are going to do and get it over with. Just make sure that I suffer the consequences and not Debbie”.“I’m going back to my room to think about this and I will talk to you both later, to discuss consequences”.Mom walked out, closed the door and as we heard her footsteps going down the hallway, we both took a deep breath and tried to lessen the tension.“Kenny, I don’t want this to ruin your life. I bugged you to fuck my pussy,. Liked the risks that men took to glance at her when she went out, dressed in short shorts and tight shirts, showing off her long legs and gentle curves. She knew when the women looked, too. Knew the hatred but also the desire, some open and some secret, hidden behind a smirk or a bored, staring-into-nothing kind of look. They fantasized, and she liked to imagine their fantasies.These days she was good at it. She could tell in a minute whether they would want it hard or gentle, whether they.