”We kissed and that took some considerable time. By the time we completed the kiss, she was straddling my lap again and my hands were on her back bu... under her tee shirt.I quickly found that she wasn’t wearing a bra under that baggy tee shirt. I brought my hands around to cup them and kissed her some more. When we finally broke that kiss, we were breathing heavily.Finally, I said, “Lois, it hasn’t been long enough to know but I know. I want you with me always. What do we need to talk about. As Mike went out to his party, Natalie pulled out her dildo for a long night of fucking herself to the image of her son’s cock in her mind. She started around 6pm that night. She was horny and she shoved the dildo up her ass without a second thought, no lube. She enjoyed the pain of it. She had been going at it now for about, 4 hours and decided she’d stop with this final orgasm as she yelled her son’s name one last time, unaware her son had seen and heard her.Mike moaned one last time, his. . opens his window... "Hey James, looks like you need a ride home..." (James?) I think... he must know me... I must know him... I just want to get home... ...I get in... ...I'm tired. I must have had more to drink, or ate something... I don't know. But I'm falling in and out of sleep in the passenger seat... ...then I remember waking up, being helped up some wooden stairs into a house... wait, this isn't my bed... ...he's taking my clothes off... what the fuck man... but I feel drunk and. ‘Just give her a lick or two first and then fuck her!’ was his reply, said as calmly as if he were suggesting I get her a glass of water. ‘Will she get mad?’ was my stupid response. Well maybe stupid to you but it was a fair question to me, I was raised to respect women’s wishes. In my world if she got mad then I got in trouble. But what he said next shaped my mind, even now 40 years later. ‘Just do what you want to her, and make her like it!’ Just like that with out any more ado he changed.