..we got to my apartment and I lead him to my bedroom...I sit on the bed and say 'strip baby'...he kicks off his sneakers, takes off his socks, shirt ...nd undershirt...unsnaps his jeans, strips them down to the floor and steps out of them...Mors stood in front of me with a nice muscular chest and light blue jockeys with a growing bulge!!...he slowly pushes down the undies and out pops his chocolate stick hard as a rock...I reach out grab his ass cheeks and directs his hardness into my. " my mom greeted gleefully. She's obviously drunk. If her flushed face was not of any indication, the three empty wine bottles on the kitchen counter certainly were. With her was Charlotte and Melissa, each holding a glass of wine in their hand."Hi, mom." I said awkwardly. "Hi Charlotte. Hi Melissa." Hi Brandon." the two women said almost in unison. Said would be an understatement. I felt like they had just flirted with me by sounding all breathy and sexy.Charlotte was a thirty three year old. ’ I turned to see him looking at her pussy and ass exposed. Every time I would look his way he would point behind me and say look there they are. I would pretend to turn but then look back at him. He was moving around getting better angles and when he would look my way I would look out and then turn back towards him like I was oblivious. I admired his dolphin craftiness so I let this go on for about 2 minutes. Towards the end he got very bold and would move up close bending over for a look.. I had no idea what to expect but, hell, in for a penny in for a pound as they say. I said ok and she rang again and made a booking. “I know it will cost $400” she admitted “but it will be different and a lot of fun”. Who was I to rain on her parade? As the weekend got closer Ruth seemed to get more and more excited. Not that I was complaining as excitement meant wild sex. Win/Win.We rolled up to the address that was given. The outside of the house looked Gothic. We were met by a woman dressed.