But truth be told, terror aside this nonsense was beginning to piss me off a little. Not that I was about to say anything, not really, but after all t...e guy knew who I was, knew my parents, had seen me around since I was little, so what was the deal?I remembered when I took Jean Hanford to the Christmas formal, way back in middle school. I wasn't even driving then, my dad took us. Still, I had to be hauled before her father, a doctor, and he pulled something like this. In a way it was easier. At the very start there was a bit of dull pain but it rapidly mixed with the pleasure as the dildo dug much deeper in his ass. Slowly, he pushed the dildo a little more feeling the surging waves of pleasure washing over his body. The anal sphincter was responding fast to stretch further sensing the dildo shaft massaging his prostate. Armando began slowly fucking his ass, enjoying the pleasure spreading throughout his body and soul. He knew the ecstasy to peak soon when he fucked himself with. "Mmmmmmmm, I love how you stay hard for mommy, Bradley, I love how all you young, hung studs stay hard for me," she growled, sliding up to impale herself on her son's big dick. "I love you all ... "Bradley shut his eyes again trying not to think that the incredibly tight, hot and wet cunt so mercilessly working his cock belonged to his mom. He thought of the other boys in her life, his friends, and how they loved fucking the middle-aged sexpot, how much they learned from her, how much she had. "All that suffering for nothing. Now what? I guess work and loneliness is in my future. I've been burned twice. Not sure I have it in me to try again.The ladies came from the kitchen and sat down one on each side of me.Cindy handed me a snifter. "Here drink Peter, not that it will make you feel better about what happened but you should enjoy the moment. You have caring friends and a company to run. Things will work out. You'll be hurting for long time. There will be really bad days but then.