Once inside the apartment building, I closed the door behind me with aslam-forgetting about the noise it makes. I quickly looked around, sawno one, an... took to the stairs. I swung the door open leapt inside, andquickly closed and locked it behind me. I stood there for a moment,gasping for breath. I wasn't running or anything, but for some reason,I felt like I had just done a marathon. I waltzed into the living room,where she was still bound to the couch. She looked up at me in a smirkand asked. When I say sort of I mean we were. But we don’t do it all the time. Really we don’t. Anyways we always go behind the Art Block to skive because it’s nice, shady, TEACHER FREE, and there’s a big log to sit on. Well we were there and I lit another cigarette (while Shari was telling me how sexy I am when I blow smoke out the corner of my mouth. Seriously, I’m not even a lesbian and my best friend comes onto me on a regular basis. How screwed up is my life?), I sort of dropped the lighter, it. She woke up and said “you naughty boy, is sonny trying to fuck mommy in the ass” “Yes I am” And she purred “hmmmm” I pushed my head just past her sphincter and I felt her ass open up as it devoured my cock, I now had my head inside my mom’s ass and I loved it. She was pushing back telling me not to move, that she wanted to ease me in. She took a deep breath and pushed back till she had consumed half my cock. I gently pushed back and forth and she pushed harder till I bottomed out. She said. She was afraid to look directly at him. Every time she did all she saw was how small and suicidally brave he had looked standing between her and that huge bully, amonster of a man who had 'claimed' her as his "woman for the night." She'd been terrified when no one in that little tavern had said or done a thing.Then Duncan stepped forward to place himself between the cowboy and her. How courageous he had looked, dwarfed by that drunken giant. She shuddered again remembering the crowded bar and.