. or a dog collar he’d wear the rest of his life. He backed against the door, shaking his head.“It’s nothing to get in a panic over, dude.”Ter...ified, Ryan shook his head.“It’s just some dude riding a really big dildo with his asshole.”Ryan flinched in embarrassment. He’d watched a series of videos on xHamster exactly like that last weekend. Watching the queer fuck a black dildo 14” long on his hands and knees made him apoplectic. He’d exploded three times watching the videos.“‘Riding my. Jay then got up on her hands and knees. She turned her head and through her dishevelled hair that had fallen over her face said in a mock posh voice,“Paul, would you be a dear and come over here and fuck me please.”“Okay…er?”“Jay.” I said“Okay Jay.”Paul stood up and positioned himself behind her. She waggled her arse at him and spread her legs wide. Paul got on his knees and buried his face deep between her arse cheeks. Jay wasn’t expecting this. She gave a squeal and moved herself back to. She pushed up with her feet lifting her ass slightly off the sofa cushion then began to rotate it slightly as if the movement was giving her some relief. The action was so exciting, so hot and so completely taboo. I couldn't believe that a Mother would actually shake her ass at her own son. I was totally captivated. I reached down inside my shorts to again squeeze my pre-come soaked cock. I knew that even just a few cursory strokes would make me come instantly, so I held it still.I took a. Did I love Ashley? Did I love Sarah? Did I love both of them? I knew for sure I wanted Ashley back in my life, but how much? I returned back to the reality that I would probably never see her again. My actions had pretty much guaranteed that.I stepped into the warm shower and let the warm water just cascade over me. Twenty minutes later the water ran cold and I realized that I hadn't even washed myself. I stepped out of the shower, quickly dried off and then went back into the bedroom to get.