"Please do it on the floor -like I always ask you too..at this time of morning Anthony!" She pleaded,"I hate rushing in to work." Darling?" Ignoring h...s mom,he kept working his hand up and down his shaft. Making himself harder."Macy's mom...I haven't bought you a skirt from there in a while." With his free hand he pinched her fingers into his. And motioned for her to pull up her skirt. "O that's your answer young man. To elevate the situation." She knew just how to elicit the most lustful. He still had the original spiral-bound notepads that held the first draft of Crow's Lament, thirty-three of them, stacked in a large cardboard box in the back corner of his office. Back when he had written out the story in torturous longhand, line after line of tightly packed blue ink sentences, his desk had been littered with character biographies, chapter outlines, clippings from magazine articles, and a hundred other snippets that found their way into Crow's Lament in one way or another. Now. Then I feel the cold metal around my ankles. "What the fuck! I cry out. "Ssssh Bitch!" he whispers. I settle down and he kisses me on the forehead. He tells me not to worry and just relax. Then He sits on my face and forces his thick 7 inch dick in my mouth.I begin to gag and spit as he pumped it in and out with such force,that I thought I was going to strangle. All you can here in the room are the swishing sounds of saliva and the popping sounds of my lips off of his cock.He leans back and. Again, they both chuckled as they watched me struggle to fit this average sized condom to this anything but average sized man. The condom strained as I stretched it over the purple mushroom of his cock head and I rolled it down to cover only the top 1/3 to ½ of his penis. Sherri fingered herself in eager anticipation. Standing dominantly between her legs, he turned to me and commanded, “If you want me to fuck your wife, you put my cock there.” I reached down not able to entirely wrap my fingers.