You leaned on your leather chair, and she shifted position, straddling you. Each leg on your side, she ground her hips and let you feel the mounds und...rneath. She felt your hardness. Raking her fingers on your naked skin, she made you groan. You took off her dress, changing it into a pool of red fabric down on the carpeted floor. She gasped. Tracing her fingers down to your pants, undoing your fly, slipping in your slacks, she set your cock free and started to play with its tip. You ripped her. He held his cock deep in my throat.My lungs were screaming for air. I put my hands on his thighs and tried to push him back.“Not yet, dude,” he groaned. “Not yet. Just hold on.”My eyes watered endlessly and my lungs burned. I needed air! I tried to breathe through my nose. I gagged loudly.“That’s what I’m fucking talking about!” he cheered. “Choke on that fat fucking dick.”Again, I choked. This time, saliva and mucous sprayed from my mouth. It splashed against his groin and ran down my. His huge cock boring its way in and out of my boi pussy, I can't help but scream! Whack his big hand hits my bum, then again and again my poor bum now red raw stinging I start to cry. They all laugh and Tyrone now fucks me real hard pulling me back with my pigtails, as I go to scream again a mouth widener is forced in my mouth now making it open to attack!Leyroy rams his whole 10 inch cock in my open mouth until his balls hit my chin, I gag and splutter but there is no stopping him. I try to. My relationship with my mother was at best strained, an occasionalphone call, the usual Christmas and birthday cards, and an even rarervisit. As I sat that summer of 1988 I realized I was staring 35 in theface and I felt the time for me to come clean, at least with my motherso I took a couple of days off and drove out to see her. When I toldher of Beth and my "hobby" she said she had known for years however shefelt she could not support me in this. I felt crushed, I guess I hadhoped she would.