I was older, but still of indeterminate age. Her face flashed into my mind. She was dressed for an outing, waiting at the front door for my father to ...ick her up and take her out. There was a tendril of memory, floating at the back of my mind, of a babysitter and my unhappiness at having this particular sitter stay with me.The still picture of my mother was engraved into my memory, because, instead of my father come to pick her up, there were two police officers and a clergyman. There words. I felt confident that my mom was in good hands.Had I realized some of the things they were going to do to her, I wouldn't havehad such a warm and fuzzy feeling. Mom doesn't remember a lot of the details of what happened to her duringthe nearly thirty hours they did their level best to turn her inside out. Sheremembers riding in the trunk and getting tossed around as the car carried herand the nerds to the place they had set up for her introduction to their worldthat featured all the cock that a. Al (finally he introduced himself formally, the introduction into my ass wasn’t enough for formal) told me that from the first day I came to the hotel to supposedly work with George he knew what was going, as George was using this hotel as many other gay clients to bring their young assistants to work, and he together with the night manager (the huge guy in the next room) had prepared the peeping hole to enjoy the action. That first day for me he was in this same room wanking seeing me. . I was increasing my speed and the time come when I release all the acceleration and free flow started.. she immediately grab in her mouth and drink the last drop and made it completely clean.She was so good in sucking the cock that, my cock again started showing strength and I was feeling like cloud9. I wanted to fuck more, fuck whole night but she was asking my permission to go back to home with promised that she will meet again and next time it will be much more.I kissed her and kissed her.