"Me?" Another will say. "I collect stamps!" The other guys laughed at him for that! "You collect stamps? Really? What kind of hobby is that? A k** doe... that shit!" Some of the others said, teasing him. When asked what I do for a hobby, I just shrug my shoulders and say "I don't really have a hobby." Of course, I actually do have a hobby, but I could never really tell any of them what it entails! "You must lead a boring-ass life, man!" They will say; and I just shrug my shoulders again, but. “What a good idea. Listen, I am glad I bumped into you this evening! What are you doing on Saturday night?” asked Catherine.“Nothing planned at the moment, why?” questioned Alice.“Well, Robert and I were thinking about having a little dinner party and wondered if you would like to come,” said Catherine. “Nothing fancy, just a meal and a few drinks; we were thinking about inviting a few others from the block, and it would be a good way for you to meet some of the other residents.”“What a lovely. Although mom was used to cum spots on the furniture so it was no big deal. In fact mom unexpectedly walked into the living room at that moment. My brother had just started spurting his cum as she walked in. Since this wasnt anything particularly unusual, he didnt even slow down just because mom was there. I guess what was unusual was for her to see all three of us engaged in masturbation together. I think this might have been the first time that mom actually saw my sister engaged in it in. You think it over and what a wonderful massage when he sits up and puts his hand on your back. Still smiling, and relaxed, you wait and wonder what the tip should be.Then in a panic you feel the head of his cock against your anus, pressing gently but firmly. You think nooo, but your relaxed body offers little resistance. The head of his cock parts you as it pushes in slowly. You try and rise to escape the embarrassment. No not there! it will hurt! But he holds you down as the head slides past.