We try to avoid giving our handles in public; too much baggage is attached to them. Even after ten years the names associated with the Lost Boys elici... some interesting and often violent responses. There are some that treat us like saviors, (Hell, I've even heard there are some villages in SA that have our effigies in shrines that they pray to every day. Christ, is that embarrassing!) and the flip side is there are others that would cut off their own testicles for the outside chance of taking. I couldn't handle it anymore. I left them grunting and groaning like a****ls, while I crept off to the kitchen to try and block out the sights and sounds of what was happening in the living room. I couldn't bare to hear the wet sloppy fucking noises anymore and I especially couldn't bare to hear my wife moaning as that bastard fucked her into yet another orgasm.After about twenty minutes I heard a commotion coming from the living room, I heard my wife gasping "No! No!" then I heard a slap. I was so free, getting off completely naked where anyone walking by could clearly see me cumming in the back of my Honda.As soon as I recovered he simply said, "Suck my cock you sexy slut!”I unbuckled his belt, unzipped his slacks, and pulled them to the floor of my car before neatly folding them and placing them next to him. I tugged his boxers down below his cock, which flipped up and bopped my face when it cleared the elastic, leaving a blob of pre-cum on my cheek.His cock was a nice one. It. "Then noticing the look on my face, he realized he was not only naked, but had a huge morning erection. Cupping his balls in his hands and doing a bad job of trying to cover his erect cock with his arms, he ran past me and into the bathroom."Opps! Sorry mom, I'm really sorry." he said as he scurried past me.He didn't bother to close the bathroom door. I heard him pee then turn the shower on. Intoxicated by the sight of my aroused naked son I managed to return to the kitchen. I poured myself a.