.I left my mate's house and went to catch my bus home. Before I got there, I was stopped by a guy wearing an RAF uniform. He asked me to stand next to...him while he wanked in his trousers. He didn’t want anyone to see him, so I was to be his lookout.Being fairly innocent, I didn’t see that this was a problem. So, he was pulling on his cock while talking to me about nothing in particular. He never asked me my age or anything about my sexual experience, so I was not suspicious about his motives.He. "You are shocked by his response, and you step back. "I don't know what you're talking about."He points at you. "You are very strong, and you are very large. It would only make sense that your kind would have a high sex drive." He rubs his chin for a moment. "There is only one way to know for certain, though."You feel your face go hot. "I, uh."He slowly approaches you, and you can't help but take a step back. "I'm sorry. This is just so compelling. I have to know."You finally manage to speak.. `I need to fuck my own son!'-= Chapter 2 =-Shaking with lust, the fuck-hungry mom impulsively left the bathroom and went to Billy's room. She knocked lightly, her heart pounding in her chest. "It's open." She entered his bedroom, her short, terry-cloth robe swishing around her naked thighs, her big, firm tits jiggling braless as she moved. Billy was reading in bed, with the covers bunched around his waist and the light from the nightstand shining on his lean, bare torso. Kathy stared shamefully. Anyway, he asked me to give you this." Her cat-like eyes gazed briefly at the card, and then a troubled stare regarded me. "I haven't made things bad for you, have I?"I sipped my drink, letting the smooth liquid caress my taste buds while I gazed around the trendy bar again. "No Sweetie, I'm not in any trouble, not that I know of if that's what you mean. Why? Was he a cop?" Could be, but I'm not sure. He certainly wasn't from Amsterdam Central. I mean, he wasn't even Dutch. He was a… 'Een.