They saw everything via the mirrors. We clasped each other tightly. Tracey cried out as she lowered her pussy onto me and I entered.She exaggerated al... her customary moans and happy noises for the audience's benefit. She lifted her body, sitting upright on my dick, her breasts responding to every move and thrust, driving me and the audience to distraction.She lay down again and we rolled over to 'man on top'. Now, in the mirrors, the audience's focus was entirely on the thrusting of my ass, but. There was nothing about men that turned me on, and if i am being honest, i found the idea of two dudes fucking to be disgusting.At least that was how it used to be. These days i find myself confused. But let me start at the beginning.I got married.Yes, that is what started me down the path of becoming bi-curious. I fell in love with a beautiful woman and got married. We were happy. The sex was great.Then, about five years later, it just stopped. My wife had put on a few pounds, but she was. "PLEASE NO!" screamed mom as she felt my cock invade her bowels. "No one has ever done that to me, please don't...stop", she whined as I began to thrust.My balls were slapping her cunt as my shaft began to slide out of her tight asshole. "I warned you not to speak twice already", I said harshly. "Now you have to pay for your stupidity and disobedience." But...but I'm your mother. How can you treat me like this?" she asked, turning to look at me, her mascara and eye shadow streaking down her. Fair enough, I realised I wasn’t what you’d describe as a size god in that department but I was some way –a long way, I considered- from being ?Tiny?.?You’ve never complained before,? I reminded her, still fighting the inner displacement giving everything an air of unreality. So unreal, in fact, I could almost persuade myself I was dreaming.I wish.?And hurt your poor male ego?? she asked, lip curling with derision.?But???No ‘Buts’. Things are going to change around here.??What are you talking.