She works for a local law firm as a para-legal and is lasted to the business manage for the firm when she graduates.A few weeks later my finances were...all squared away and I asked her if she still wanted to go.“Yes I do” she smiledI’m not sure if we had the same thing in mind about a trip to vegas. Oh well, I booked our flights and roomSure enough, she showed up at the airport gate, ready to go.We exchanged small talk during the flight and limousine was arranged by the local casino to pick us. She hadn't seen any of her sons naked since they were about ten or eleven and she'd had to help them with their baths. They were young men now, their muscular young bodies shaped like all the imaginary curvy men Donna dreamed of when she masturbated.Even Bernie, the youngest, had a dick like a grown man. Donna still considered him a child, even though he had just turned eighteen. He's not a child anymore, she remarked, her shiny eyes riveted to his dangling male appendage.The boys just stripped. . When we're alone together nothing in our secret fantasy world is off limits and our appetite for sharing and exploring our desires together is ravenous. We can be oh, so very depraved with our shared thoughts and ideas. If you're interested and want to know more then email me. I know you're out there somewhere. My special lady. My perverted soul mate. Come to me. You want it as much as I do, and I'm here for you -- waiting. Ultimately I'm looking for a woman who wants a real. Call it impulsive or intuitive, it happened, and in such impressive style, and to this day, I can still feel the force, smell and warmth, my first dollop of virgin semen creaming my teenage face, not once, but an incredible five times, of powerful ejaculate, ending with my mouth full of his circumcised bulbous knob end, his glans trapped behind my teeth, and the fourth and final ejections hitting my tonsils and dripping down my trachea and into my stomach.It was around eleven O'clock as I made.