"Marion Page was a single mother of one. Her son, Tom, was just turning one, and Marion's mother was looking after him while she stepped out to gather...food for the party.It was the last party she would ever throw him.She shook her head, as if shying away from a fly, and headed back to her car. What an odd thought. Of course she wanted to look after her son—his father may have been long gone, but Marion had resolved to be the best possible mother she could be. He was her world, and she was. You can't stand for that, right?" Weeeeelllll ... there's more to the story buddy." Seriously? What? How? I mean, Jesse, you know – fool me once, fool me twice – you know how it goes" exclaimed Sam, the drink on it's way to his mouth forgotten."Yeah," sighed Jesse."So, long story short, I got convinced." Jesse just simply shrugged. "Maybe I was a sucker. I dunno. I love that woman, and she loves me. She's way harder on herself for what she did than I was. She'd do things like give me the. I mutter “I thought he was like super str8”. Andre and me are hysterical now, and Andre actually rolls over, falling out of his chair. I'm laughing so hard now I got tears flowing from my eyes, and snot pouring from my nose. Three more bois walk up to us, and like the others inquired what was so funny. I couldn't even respond, and just pointed towards the tent. After about three hours, things have finally settled down—at least on the outside. Blankenship had emerged from the tent, and had. “Good boy,” Gracie said as she put the whip back on the rack and grabbed some lube. “We are almost done, pet.” She poured a bit of it down John’s ass crack. John jumped at the cold sensation running over his asshole. Before he could get his head around it, Gracie placed the head of the dildo against his asshole and pushed on it. John moaned. What? he thought as he pushed back against the dildo. Oh, that feels good, he thought but was very surprised. Gracie grabbed his hips. “You little anal.