After two years of their divorce I left our town for my graduation. Up till now all the things were going normal. The relation between mom and me was ...ame as every other mom and son. There was nothing to worry. I had not been there with mom for more than one and half year. She invited me for Christmas Eve but I couldn’t manage to go, that time I promised her that I will be there on 26th of Jan for her 39th B’day.On 25th Jan my mobile rang it was moms no on the screen, she reminded me of my. (I do this a lot when Chris fucks me.) It felt so divine, Chris going in and out of my man pussy. I never saw myself as ever being gay or bi when I was young. Even after my first time getting fucked by another men, I was convinced it wasn’t for me. But I had the yearning just to try one more time just to see. I had some dreams about being fucked by a man and couldn’t shake them. That’s where I was when I met Chris on night in Starbucks while Sandra was out of town. Needless to say, he turned me. Considering some of the unGodly causes that Sally supported, it was no surprise that something like this had happened."Sally dear, you really should reconsider." Again she turned a distasteful eye toward Jane. "God forgives all, even those who have blasphemed against His will." She returned eyes to Sally and smiled, "Remember dear, only those who love Him and accept His mercy will be saved in the end."This was the point where Ken felt Sally could react in one of two ways. She could either break. Jake nudged me to the foot of the bed and I pitched forward, landing on my elbows and knees. “Take all the time you need,” the bearded guy said. “Cocks are lovely things to behold.” “And just plain hold,” Jake said. “Give it a squeeze, and don’t tell us you don’t want to.”I couldn’t deny that I wanted to hold it. I was less horny than mesmerized. My whole world had shifted in the last half hour and I didn’t have my sea legs yet. I took it in my hand, peeled back a pubic hair that was sticking.