The gangbang had not been mentioned although I know that was uppermost on all of our minds. Finally, after a few more apologies by Don, with Maryannes...increasingly enthusiastic assurances that it was okay, that it was fun, that she had a wonderful time and that finally, she loved it, Don, now on his second beer, asked if she would ever do it again. Sure she said, if the opportunity ever came up again. All of a sudden things were moving too fast for me. Don said that the fraternity guys were all. We'd just gotten to the elevators when he asked if he could call me Mildred. What an odd question. Then I realized that in all our conversations I'd been referred to as Wes and Les's Mom. Even Sam calls me Mom.I realized that's what I'd become. Mom. Oh, the minister and a couple of people at church called me Mrs. Bond, but for the most part I was either Mom or Wes & Les's Mom. Maybe I'd been hiding behind that identity because I didn't like what Sue had become. Hell, my husband even called me. Without warning I felt her warm tongue lick my arse.....WOW that felt really good, did you like that she asked? Yes it feels really nice. I have never been rimmed before but had wished it t happen so I said can you do it again. She spread my arse and kept licking and kissing my arse gently probing it with her tongue. Oh my god I felt so naughty it was unreal but nothing prepared me for what came next as she suddenly stopped so I looked round to be told to keep looking forward so I did what was. My name is Kai. It's short for a different name, but I won't go in it. I'm in my early twenties, and in the army— something that made my choice to commit to this life of denial more difficult. I'm about five foot six inches, with a slim, somewhat toned build, copper red hair, and deep, ocean blue eyes.I like to think I'm bisexual in a way, but lately, I've been lusting after men, real men, tall, strong, handsome, mature, and packing quite a bit of heat below the belt. I can't help myself, it's.