’ I retorted, miserably.‘You’re looking the wrong way.’ Mom began. €˜She’s right behind you.’I turned ar...und slowly to face her. Mom’s smile was now an ear-to-ear grin.‘It’s me, you silly boy. I’m your date.’‘Mom, that’s crazy. Who ever heard of a guy taking his mom to the school dance?€™â€˜I don’t mean take me as your Mom. I mean take me as your date.’When I looked a little hesitatingly at her, she carried on.Look, nobody here knows that I’m your Mom. You. Doing it because others have done it is like a challenge game, and when sex becomes a game it's not really as good as having it with someone you love or care for."She almost started crying. "Please! All this talk is distracting me. I want to do it because I'm horny and I want it with you because I like you a lot." OK. Let me think about it for a few days and I'll let you know my decision."She looked disappointed. "I was hoping we would do it while being here, away from home." Even if I decided. One of the men said, ?I told you he had the body of a girl.? The Big man with the knife said, ?We can have some fun with both of these sluts. Tie his hands behind his back.? The smallest of the men got a rope and tied each of my wrists to the elbow of the other arm pinning my arms behind me and causing my chest to be forced out some. I was now naked and helpless and very afraid. The man with the knife now ordered Mary, ?Now you sweetie, strip slow and sexy for us.? Mary answered,. ” she says “You taste sweet.” She smiles. “Now come here.” she says as she climbs on the bed. “I want to reward you even more for being there for me tonight.”I crawl on the bed, as I do she lays back and puts her arm around my neck. As we are kissing my cock stirs again.“Well that was sooner than I figured.” She says. Miranda reaches down and starts stroking me. With just the right amount of pressure. Her hands have me at full stance in two strokes. Next thing I know I feel warmth, wetness,.