I fall to the floor in a coughing and gaging fit. Spit drooling down my chin. “You’re going to need a lot of deepthroating practice in order to wo...k on that gag,” she says. “Yes Mistress, but he will do his best. He just needs to relax a bit and learn to enjoy it,” my mother says. “Yes, but now I’m dying to break in that ass of his,” she says, her words dripping with lust and anticipation. “Let me get him ready for you, mistress,” my mother says. “You are always so thoughtful, my dear little. Omar said,“Hey, look! Someone is crying” and they all laughed.“Heh! Now you get what it is like for our unwilling ladies to be with your willing men, young lady”Ahmad said, as omar and Ali, both were fucking me.After sometime, Ali pulled himself outta me, masturbated a while and released a load of Come on me. Then, omar turned me upwards and started fucking me from the front, pinning me against the bus floor. As he was holding me arms and not allowing me to move, he went much deep inside. Janice ended the kiss with my smiling mom, and she proceeded to remove her blouse.All of a sudden, I remembered Ginger. I turned to the doorway and she was gone. I jumped out of bed, still naked with a massive hard on and started looking for her in the house. As I opened the door to the bathroom, she was sitting on the toilet, pants down around her ankles and big tears in her eyes. I walked up to her, got my knees in front of her, took her by the hand and looked into her eyes. "I'm so. Maybe he knew that she knew about the shower thing? Maybe he knew she knew he’d go in the drawer and move her Triple D Cup bras around? Maybe he felt kinda bad about all that but - naturally - just couldn’t help himself? Maybe.And maybe he felt self-conscious about his size down there? You know, about having a great big cock that’s hard to control? Having gone through that in a similar form (up top) she could certainly relate.You’ll forgive her for noticing his growth in that area. It became.