" You say, at least he had a girl and won't try to sleep with Morgan."Alright," Bill says, visibly drunk and stumbling, he gets into the back of your ...ar. Since Morgan had less to drink, she is driving. On the way there, Bill and Christine are making out in the back. It almost obscene. Finally, you arrive at home. The four of you go to the basement, where there is a couch, pool-table and entertainment system."Any buddy want a beer?" You ask. And everyone nods. So you go upstairs. You come back. My daughter’sboy friend’s cock shoots torrents of hot, steamy cum allover my face and into my eagerly awaiting mouth.My son, who is still sucking and licking my salivaslicked toes and feet, starts to shoot his load of hotcum onto my thighs, belly, and breasts. Needless to say,as this delicious shower of teenage semen inundates me, Itoo start to cum. I quickly pull my son down between mylegs so his wonderful spurting cock can feel theblissfully pleasurable spasms of his. She seemed to have gone insane. Grabbing him by the arm, with powerful strides she pulled him down to the basement, to the rec room, currently empty with the ping-pong table folded to one side. Still glaring at him, she took off her backpack and pulled out another black mask for him. "Put it on, slave!" Now wait a minute..." began Brian, but he was starting to be aroused by all this domination, and he recalled that, last night, both he and Dianne had drunk a few and chatted about what their. I swallowed every drop of it and kept sucking until his cock started to go limp. I pulled his underpants back up over his cock, pulled his sheet up, and then quietly returned to my bedroom with a tent in my pants.I had finally gotten what I really wanted and this wasn’t going to be the last time either. In fact, I repeated this process over and over without ever getting caught or without Benny ever “waking up”. He never mentioned a thing to me but I know he’s also never forgotten it because he.