We were perfect together. Somehow, we knew just howto please the other. Our breathing increased, the moaning turned up a notchedand the fucking beca...e harder and faster. I was sweating, but kept going. Ifmy mom wanted me to fuck her forever, I would. Anything to please her, I saidto myself. Mom rubber her clit with her fingers as I fucked her and shescreamed as she came. Once, twice, three times.Once mom had cum, I knew it was all right for me. I thrust my cock in and outof her. "He ventured an answer with a laugh, "Yes, I told you we could work wood."The elderly man grunted, but I wasn't sure if he was agreeing or not with Erfurth. Looking around the shop I could see half-finished crossbows and sanded spears without metal tips. "Not an ordinary lumber shop, I see, " A number of finished shields waiting for metal rims were stacked beside a wall of lumber, and an empty wagon filled the back of the building's open, double-door entrance. Two young teenage boys were. About an hour or so later, Angela knocked on my door. "come in" I said. She walked in in her pajamas and told me Stacy had to run home because her dad just got back from his tour in Iraq. I asked Stacy, "Did any of it have to do with me seeing you two?" Stacy Replied, "No not really, she actually was turned on by it." I was kinda suprised. "And that was what I came to talk to you about daddy. I also am a bit turned on about my dad seeing me naked, with another girl." I looked over at my. I knew the attendant behind the counter and he was always cool with me. So I had my 'date' throw an extra $10 his way to secure our viewing pleasure. In other words, if anyone from DPD walks in, he would flash the house lights. As we went into the theater, we sat in the middle of the theater. It was like sharks swarming around for a moment there. Guys were coming around to see who the 'slut' was. Some walked away when they realized I was just a guy, but the fun was just starting. My 'date' had.