A warm, wet mouth closed over my cock and sucked me as I watched my mother having the time of her life."Oh, yes, shove your big cock into me! Harder, ...ARDER! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM! OH, SWEET JESUS!YES..YES..YES..AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"I shot my load as I watched my mother writhing in orgasmic ecstasy. When it was over, she turned her back to me and fell asleep. Our once unwelcome guests were now very welcome indeed. Not everyone was happy, though. My girlfriend complained about my diminished. Connie's mother had rubbed these soiled undies against my cheek,asking if I thought they were soft, knowing that I could smell thedelicate perfume and woman smells on each. She told me she'd be sure tocall me when they made panty or bra purchases so I could practice andimprove my monogramming skills. By dance class the next week, it seemed all the girls knew that I hadmonogrammed Connie and Tammy's bras and panties, and they all wanted tohave me do the same for them. Mother thought it was a. I was enjoying him. He slammed his dick a few more times in me and pushed me really hard against the table, so hard that I could barely breathe. I knew he was getting ready to cum, but at that point I wanted to lower myself even more in his eyes so I started to moan like a girl.Samer: that’s right, you slut, moan like a bitch.Me: mmmmm ahhhSamer: what are you? Say it?Me: I’m a bitch…Samer: and what do you need, bitch?Me: I need a real man.Samer: that’s right bitch. Who is a real man?Me: you. An alternate reality." He pausedto let that sink in. Matthew was the brains of the group his wife workedat some sort of laboratory and often passed her knowledge to herhusbands. "So you're, like, saying that there could be another, like,reality where I'm, like, not a stripper?" Paul asked. Paul was the leastbrainy of the group having dropped out of high school when a girlfriendof his had gotten pregnant and then left the baby with him."Yep" Matthew replied, "Wow!" Paul said, "So somewhere I.