It's not right," Robert stated."Look, Robert, I don't like a lot of the things I have to do. I don't have a choice with this one. It's procedure and I...have to follow it. I'll go over your head if I have to but I'd rather not," Dillon said sadly."Don't those guys realize that there seeing a burndown record won't tell them if someone is a threat or not?" You know that and I know it but they are convinced that they can set up a database and use that information to track down signs of dangerous. And those went so well with the Boon of Social Ambivalence, which would make it so that everything I did was totally normal, no matter how weird or illegal it was. And then? I didn't really have an excuse for also requesting the summonable strap-on that gave real sensations and could shape shift and expel liquid on command. Or the ability to make people horny by staring at them.And I ended up in debt, which meant I had to take on curses, curses that I didn't want to deal with, but that were. As I was concentrating on the ball slapping, I suddenly felt a gush of warm goo squirting in the back of my mouth. I remembered what Mike had told me about swallowing every drop, so I started swallowing as fast as I could. I reached up with one hand to help milk the stinky cock and get this over with. He pulled out and before I could even get one big breath of air, another cock was shoved in my mouth. Thankfully this guy didn’t smell nearly as bad as the first guy.The guy behind me began. “Oh, he likes it, doesn’t he?”I knew she didn’t want an answer but I nodded my head anyway. She jacked me as she continued massaging the lotion into my face, her fingers stopping to swirl around the head, gently pinching the purple helmet, then squeezing tight and forcing her hand up my length until it met my balls. My father snored on one side and I could sense the men glancing over on the other. They could only see Mom caressing my face but even that was somewhat erotic for a Mother and her.