I carried on pissing until my bladder was empty and sighed a sigh of relief, "enjoy that piss, son?" he was starting to creep me out, this man, old en...ugh to be my father, practically leering at me. But back then I was so innocent, I didn't connect the dots at first, it took me longer than I'd like to admit too.."You've got a nice cock there son, your girl must be happy with you." he smirked at me and I realised he'd been taking glances of my cock while I'd been pissing, I quickly went to put. “They weren’t gentle with me, they fucked me hard, used me like a whore,” Allison whispered.“I know,” John said, still not knowing where this was leading.“Did you like your wife being your friends’ whore?” Allison whispered.John knew he had to tell her he did because he didn’t know what else Eric might have in store for them. He hated that he got sexually aroused at watching and listening to Allison being fucked by his friends. He was in a paradoxical situation because he never wanted it to. Luis quickly dropped his pants, exposing a long, dark dick surrounded with black pubic hair. He took aim at Mom's pussy from behind, and rammed it in hard. Mom screamed.Luis had pulled Mom's hips away from the window. Her hands were against the window supporting her, as she leaned over. Her tits were dangling straight down and jiggling all over. I could see her ass flesh ripple as the large, older Mexican humped her from behind. He moved his hands down her sides, and grabbed her hanging tits.. Then you will be able to relate what happened with greater clarity." He thanked the pastor for escorting me and led me to a small room at the end of the studio. Waking hours later and somewhat refreshed with food and ale, I told of the events that caused me to travel to London.For the longest time, Leonard sat and contemplated what I'd told him. Finally he spoke. "Emily dear." That was the first time he'd used a term of endearment to me although I'd guessed from the times in his bed, that he'd.