“You guys fuck your Dad” Timmy asked, trying to keep any sense of surprise from his voice.“Fuck yea, have you seen the size of his cock. It feel... so good” Sarah answered, burping loudly from the beer and at the same time lighting up a perfectly rolled joint. “And our Mum too. Her cunt is so tasty. You’ll get to taste it and to fuck her as well. She takes it in the shitter as good as any slut I’ve seen”Timmy’s cock was rock hard as Sarah helped him strip off his T Shirt and then his jeans.. The darkness was doubled. The box and the hood. The box was physicality that constrained and restricted his movements, the eyeless hood was something that filled the mind. It pressed on his skin and enclosed him in a far more direct claustrophobic prison. A prison of the mind.It was not the first time that he had offered himself to her, or the second, but it was the first time that he had allowed her such full power over his straining body. Stretched to his physical limit by the chains in a. Heat rose between her legs—she wasn’t done yet. With a quick flick, she yanked the towel off her head and went about cleaning up the mess he left. He really let her have it.Amelia finished up and tossed the messy washcloth aside. She glanced sideways; her eyes flicked down to her sloppy treat. “Come here and shove that thing in my face.”Roy stepped up before Amelia, presented his manhood, and gripped the back of her head. She surged forward at his command, left cheek slapping against his thigh.. “OK dear, what am I looking at?” “There's an add for ED down in the lower right hand sheet. . .” she mumbled, “some new kind of treatment and they make house calls.” “Oh come on now,” I replied indifferently. “Probably just another scam.” My “delivery system” went into retirement shortly after I had, and nothing had revived it to its former glory. We tried creams, pills, awkward pumps, and even briefly discussed surgical implants, but combined with Viv's dry and raspy interior, we both.