I'm really sorry about the past. Okay? I love you mom."She leaned way back so she could look at me. Her expression was one of total confusion, "Jimmy ...hat's happened to you? Who the hell are you anyway? Are you all right?" I'm fine mom. Hey listen I didn't want to intrude on your privacy so we didn't clean up your room. If it's okay, how about you crash out here tonight and with your permission I'll straighten up your room for you?"Her face took on a look of even greater confusion, if that were. She showed me the gas, the brake, and the clutch. Then she walked me through the process of how they all worked together to make the car run. It took me a couple of stalls, and a couple of tire burnouts before I began to start more smoothly more times than not. Sam was a very patient person through all of my stumbling.Finally, I felt more comfortable starting from a stop. So she next taught me how to change gears. I'd reach second, or maybe third before running out of room in the parking lot.. I was on the verge of an intense orgasm."Don't stop." I ordered Mark.I let out a loud scream and came all over his face, it was exhilarating. As we lay on the bed, Mark asked me if I was enjoying myself."Hell yeah." I said. "I could do this every night."Dave had gotten up and took the video camera off the tripod. He was now pointing the camera at me as he started to ask me some questions."How does that cock taste?" So good." I said."Are you a black cock slut?" You bet. Do you like watching me. "How could you let them use her like that?"June stared hatefully up at him and Max for a moment and then slowly her face relaxed into a smug, satisfied smile. "Henry, dear, you're forgetting one thing," she murmured venomously. "Whatever horrible things we made your poor little wife do, she certainly did enjoy them."Henry did not even have to look back to the obscene tableau taking place in the two-way mirror to know that the mockingly smiling woman was speaking the harsh truth. No matter how.