Now shove a finger way up your shithole for me. Don't be shy. So tell me about the trouble that put you in prison. What happened?"??? ? ? "I...I fucke... this girl."??? ? ? "Your girlfriend? She was under age. So you got in trouble for fucking her?"??? ? ? "No, another girl. I fucked a different girl."??? ? ? "You Casanova you. Fucking around, huh? What a stud. So what was the problem?" Of course, I already knew.??? ? ? ?He chewed his lower lip and sniffed, jerking his leaking meat, one finger up. Getting off to the wonderful odor of my own mothers pussy and a rather loud moan escaped my lips. My tongue slipped out of my mouth unintentionally and made contact with the soft cotton material. Suddenly I realized I was now tasting my mother's pussy! Fueling my fire, I could feel an orgasm building deep inside of me. I began licking her underwear now, tasting her fragrant female secretions. Although now plentiful, there was enough of her on there. The photo of her topless hanging out a Victorian sash window 3 levels up late on a Thursday night while the Managing Partner at her husbands law firm fucked her with a 12"strap on dildo ass to mouth above the unknowing pedestrians below. Another showed her at a Classic Car Show at Western Springs getting spit roasted by to guys from the Mongrel Mob, Another was in the girls toilet licking the hairy pussy of the Head Girl at Epsom Girls Grammar School after a careers day. The last one was her. Now back into the darkened bedroom, carefully crossing the unfamiliar space between door and the red letters on Dave's bedside clock -- my guide to the waiting bed. It was 4:16 now. It seemed as if most of the past nine minutes had been spent peeing.Ahh, beer!But when I touched the bed, preparatory to rejoining Dave there, I didn't touch the bed, I touched David Hooks. I didn't touch anything embarrassing -- just his arm, near the elbow. But his arm, and his elbow, and the rest of David Hooks'.