‘Because Ann does a wonderful job and I like her,’ she said and then saw the smirk on his face. ‘I know what you’re thinking and so what if I ...ike men. They are more fun. You like woman and I’m not on your back about it. It just so happens that a man would have been too distracting, happy now?’ she finally cracked a smile. ‘Yes, I gathered as much,’ he too cracked a smile. ‘So what’s on the agenda for the rest of the afternoon? Why didn’t we go to lunch, I was getting kind of hungry and if you. Tristan nods. MAX (CONT'D) So anyway, here's my idea... CUT TO:INT. CONVENTION CENTER (ARCHIVE FOOTAGE) - DAYThe convention center has been overtaken by the annual CrusaderConconvention, celebrating all things related to the Galaxy Crusadersfranchise. A sizable crowd is milling around in T-shirts and costumesfrom the show, getting autographs from the stars and buying GCmerchandise. The camera. There was my own mother, completely naked, tits bouncing like crazy as she rode Steve like a woman possessed, her hands holding her long blonde hair up as she ground down on him. It was her doing all the moaning. It was her making the bed squeak so loudly. She was riding Steve's cock like her life depended on it. I couldn't believe it.I then felt Mike's hands on my hips."Hot, isn't it?" he whispered in my ear as we both watched."Er, no, it's not" I said, not even slightly turned on at watching. Christmas morning was a bummer. I awakened late, ate a bowl of cold cereal, and plopped down on the couch to watch TV. I was even too depressed to beat off, that's how bad it was.About noon, the door bell rang. I grabbed my crutches and hobbled to the door. A girl wearing a ski parka, jeans, walking boots, and a wool cap stood on my stoop. The hat was red with white trim. The coat was navy blue with gray patches and red piping. Her hair was long, blonde, and billowing in the breeze. She was.