The plates were a standard white, but complimented the elegance of the table. To her right, Laura noticed a small round table covered in matching lin...n. The table held platters of hors d’oeuvres. A pianist touched the ivory and ebony keys of a grand piano with grace, filling the room with soft music. Chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and sconces on the walls emitted just enough light to make the room sparkle. As more guests arrived, a young girl dressed in black slacks and shoes with a. “Would you like fucking her?”He nodded, his eyes sparkling.Peggy thought of the conversation she had had with Grace the night before. Images came into her mind, images that caused pleasant pulsations between her thighs.When her son stood up, she saw immediately the bulge his cock made. “Bring that to me,” she whispered.Donny moved to stand at his mother’s side, and she slipped his pants down. His cock sprang forth, and she stroked his prick with her hand.“You’re still wet here,” she said,. Even though it was a large condom (for the Sixties), when fully rolled out, it only fit down about half of the shaft length.She got into the standard missionary position, spread her legs, and helped spread her vagina, so that he might enter. With some extra KY, he smoothly entered her. Soon they were into an intense rhythm. That cock was disappearing into her. Since that last rib or coil of the condom was not down to his base, it sort of acted like a tickler - with a one latex bump in and a one. After looking down at the dark liquid in my glass, spinning the melting ice around, for what felt like forever, I'd sighed, put on my sweater and left.___________________________Crossing a dark, dank ally I'm suddenly yanked from behind and dragged into the shadow. I struggle but whoever has me is too strong and easily overpowers me. I'm totally powerless and scared shitless. A voice hisses in my ear, "Don't make a fucking noise you little cunt." It's the man from the bar!"You're a fucking cock.