Her piercing green eyes seem to shoot through him as though he were the lowest scum on earth, and her voice is colder than the most extreme depth of t...e arctic ocean. "You ALWAYS mean it, Benjamin, and nothing EVER changes. I'm tired of you accusing me of sleeping with every Tom, Dick, and Harry on the face of the planet. I'M not the one who has a problem with monogamy." She lifts her right hand and applies her palm to the center of his chest pushing forward with as much force as she can. A memory flickered across his mind and gave him his first clue. His mother had tried to stop him the night he had to help the Harbingers against Melissa. She had almost succeeded, until he had touched her panties and had the vision of...His thoughts stopped. His hands groped his mother's body, as if searching, and he tried to ignore her coos of erotic delight in his ear. He encountered nothing more than smooth skin, his touch giving rise to mounting moans of excitement from Sandra. He did not. When Nick's left hand reached around and a finger punctured thesanctity of his buttocks, the boy shivered again."Oh! No, Mr. Cummings...I don't care if you blow me but noguy's gonna fuck me, I swear! I'm not no fag!"The man took his fingers away. He loved the feeling of allthis boy-flesh in his mouth. It was warm and juicy and succulentto his ravenous taste buds.The boy's brown locks flung over his forehead; he reared hishead back and let the man's tongue experience the full flavor ofhis hot. She grinned as the one she liked the most stood and approached her. His eyes drank in the sensual beauty of her virtually naked body. Her eyes went to the swollen bulge in his pants.“I hate seeing such a beautiful looking woman sitting all by herself. Would you like to dance?”“Not at all, my husband doesn’t mind sharing me,” Cathy hinted with a smile. Spreading her legs as she stood, she flashed her bare pussy to those still seated at the table.“I’m Chris,” he said over the loud music as they.