I hate that I get off from this shit.” By “this” he meant the hard-core fuck sessions with random women. “Jay, baby, we’ve been through this...before. It’s not your fault—he had abused you.” My boyfriend carried a shameful secret with him, and he had never shared it with another soul, except me. He was a victim of abuse at the hands of his father. That sick bastard had done horrors to him too sick and too disturbing to discuss in detail. All I could say was that no child should have lived through. I was about 16 at the time and just going through puberty and my hormones were always raging. It took nothing for me to get hard, a glimpse at a leg, a woman bent over to pick something up, a touch on the thigh, looking down a neighbor lady's blouse...you get the idea. Well one evening I was home watching TV, it was getting a little bit late and I had to take a pee really bad. I thought my parents were in their bedroom. I ran upstairs to our only bathroom, and opened the door in a hurry hoping. She has working in MNC in Nodia and she had come to US for some official work. She looked very sexy with her body figure 34-24-34.As we became close to reach other in a week and i came to know that she is married and her age is 35 yrs but she never looked as 35 yrs.Coming to the story…Daily both use to chat in night sitting in bench in hotel lawn having Beer and talking about each other. From her talks i came to know to that her husband is business man and there sex life is not good. On one. The sexual turning point for us was the three of us having i****tuous sex with one another. The sexual turning point for us was when my mother and aunt sucked my prick and allowed me to cum in their mouths before fucking them. Then, when my mother's friends Jennifer, Brianna, and Sophia invited us to join their monthly mother and son, i****t, swing club, we were ripe for the invitation.Not only did I join the club with my mother, Aileen, but also my aunt, Ilene, joined the club with her son, my.