"I don't think it's fair that I have to take a test every week. Nobody else does. I'm clean, that should be enough."I decided that I really needed to ...top trying to help people. I remembered deciding not to get involved anymore before dinner at Darlene's last year. How many times have I made that decision? Hell, I never did get my ribs."We had a deal," I said simply."Yeah, but, I'm clean. I'm already back on the team, and I'm doing great."That was true. Half a dozen sports writers were saying. Then she dropped her towels and sat down.She was very petite, downright skinny, really, but not unattractive... Abit on the plain side, with a boyish figure, but her eyes were beautifuland sparkled with promise of inner passion. She threw one leg over the armof the chair and casually began stroking her pussy.I tried to concentrate on the wonderful blow job I was receiving but theaudience of one made it feel a bit surreal. She gazed intently at mycrotch, watching my thickness disappearing into. I was a little worried by his expression, but the thought of being taken by his cock again made me follow him.I walked into my sons room and he was now tied to his bed with my stockings, his ass was on display for me too see.Paul said you have two choices here, you can stand and watch me fuck your sons sweet ass, or you put a dressing gown on and drive me to a friends house.I said it is 2 in the morning who would still be up at this time.Paul started to move towards my sons little tight white. You are also always singing. keep doing it. I like it. like that time at the mall when you just started singing me and bobby mcghee. you have the voice for it. real talent. I think our first fuck was when I was sensory deprived. I was blindfolded, tied up, and had earphones in. I know M was spit roasting me. I remember enjoying the whole thing. I love kink. sensory deprivation is fun at parties. never know who is using you. its the thrill of not knowing whats next. you both took.