Me: Oh, boy, spank your mom’s ass and tell her to keep sucking my lover’s cock.The boy pinched and spanked her mom’s ass and told, “Bitch, put...your mouth at work and not to talk. Keep sucking his cock like a whore”.Me: Oh, I like the intensity. Now make her bounce her ass on your finger. Play with her pussy, see how it’s dripping the juice.The boy pushed his mom’s ass up and down and began to finger fuck her asshole. My lover was deepthroating her (which made me feel jealous) and all of us had. “No, we both just have about the same size and sexy taste in unmentionables. Why don't you take it off me?" I wondered, spreading out my legs. Her hands wandered onto my back, took off my bra and took a look at it. "See, there is no way that would fit your big boobs." My boobs caught her eyes and she cheesed. “You are beautiful, your mom must have been a model," she commended me, checking out my tits and cherry and dropping my bra. My hands grasped the bottom of her shirt. “Thank you,” I said,. Couldn't hurt, he would be surprised if Meagan had waited until she got home to get herself some action.Several hours later and several drinks later Colin was leading Shayna the flight attendant up to his hotel rooms for some playtime. So far he had learned that Shayna was recently divorced at 25 and had an affliction for chick flicks with actors he could not stand and Prada shoes. None of which he could give a damn about. Just the same he listened and lead her by her soft manicured hands to. I felt like an old, grumpy, and ever angry man. I wanted to be smooth, friendly, and upbeat. ‘We have to measure your fat and water composition, so that I can order the right sized urn.’ What startles me is not the claustrophobic and asthma inducing act I’m about to consent to. What startles me is my utter emotional flat line, like nothing registers anymore. The needle on my emotional plotter has gone home and closed shop. So much did I have to bear in this lifetime: The boss that talked about.