." Oh, shut the fuck up, Mom," Bobby snapped irritably. Judy's eyes widened in horror as she saw a wolfish, wicked grin spreading across her youngest ...on's face. "Stop whining and take your fucking clothes off. Besides, you're the disgusting slut who decided to spread her legs for a dirty dog ... a dog, Mom. So unless you want Dad to find out about what a perverted whore he married..." Bobby pointed his finger at his mother and winked. "Well, I think you better start stripping, just like I. * You’d have thought that would have been the last of it. Imagine my shock when I found another pair of panties under the living room sofa just two days later, on Friday. She had, conveniently, gone out for the evening and left me simmering in my rage. I had my words already laid out when I came home from my weekly tea on Saturday evening, but she wasn’t there either. But, and I thought for a moment that my heart would stop, another pair of panties were. Right in the middle of the coffee. By now they were all playing with some part of my body. They were sucking my nipples ramming my pussy and filling my mouth. I was wondering if Bob was going to come back and see me like this. I was almost hoping he would since he had left me her by myself. As soon as one guy would fill me with his sperm the next would take over. I had cum dripping from all over me. The guy's that weren't fucking me were jacking off all over me. I don't even know how may loads had been shot all over me. I was in. The Ghost held the knife up close to the man's face and said, "I'll let you choose where I cut first. You don't have to worry much about bleeding. This knife blade is so hot that it will cauterize the wound and stop the flow of blood. I'll tell you what, you tell me the piece to cut off, or I will start with your balls. What do you say to that?" Jeff Goldfarb. My boss is Jeff Goldfarb. He is in his office on the second floor of the gambling hall. Please don't cut me." OK, I'll leave you here.