I sighed. As always, I was hard. My cock was throbbing as my mother massaged my prostrate from the inside. This was a daily ritual in the Whittan's ho...sehold. Every morning my 52 year old mother would have me, her 22 year old son strip naked and then eat my asshole. I was not allowed to masturbate or even to touch myself. I was not allowed to talk dirty. I could ask questions about mundane tasks and plans such as grocery shopping, homework, needing a ride to or from work but I couldn't tell her. It was one of the best shows that Jonathon had ever seen… his cheating ex grinding down on his dick like there was no tomorrow, and playing with her breasts at the same time. Dana didn’t like to be watched doing sexual activities, so it was a real treat. Laying back, he put his hands behind his head and just enjoyed the view as she fucked up and down, her breasts bouncing as she started humping harder and harder. Wickedly, Jonathon told her, ‘Put a finger in your ass.’ Dana immediately. My hips pushed back in invitation, my ass pressing against his erection. Ben’s palm slid from my breast to my hip, sweeping further until his fingers slipped between my thighs from behind. He caressed my pussy through the thin cotton of my panties, groaning as he kissed my throat. “You’re so wet,” he said. “I know.” I let out a deep sigh. His fingertips rubbed my pussy until my body writhed against him. He pushed me to the point where I thought I could come with my panties on then he grabbed. Most of the day, I was in meetings with the heads of the departments. I was just reading over a lot of the reports and was on a few conference calls with other staff members. All day long, all I could think about was exploring my wildest fantasies of going to the blue light district. Now, the blue district is where all the Shemale houses are. I had been doing a lot of reading about this and was very excited to finally experience sex with a Shemale. Finally, I finished up with my day and then.