"Uh-huh, this is too much, honey! I can't do this!"he said, backing away."A bet is a bet. Would you have fucked my ass?" Iasked."Yes..." he squeaked."...ell, it has always been my fantasy to be with awoman." I could see the look of surprise in his eyes."Don't worry, silly, I would never do it in real life.I could never get over the whole gay thing. But, withyou, I could pretend and still be normal." Please, honey," I cooed, rolling his balls in myother hand. "I promise to make it worth your. I got to the point where I had realized that I needed to slip out of bed and to seriously jack off. It was then that things began to radically change. As I turned on my back and gave my dick a few quick strokes, I realized that my mother had reached back and slipped her hand over my hand. I froze in fear as her fingers gripped my hard cock and she began to masturbate me. I pulled my hand off and mum continued to caress and carefully stroke me. She briefly stopped and rolled over so that she. Anthony decided he didn't want to think about that as he sipped hispint and waited for Bernard to arrive."Watcha mate!" Bernard slapped him on the back as he arrived. "I had abitta good news today. I got called up for jury duty. Three whole weeksoff work. That's bloody brilliant that is!"That was the opposite reaction that Anthony had had. He decided not toshow his friend his true feelings about the news."Yeah I got called up too as did Angela," Anthony replied dryly."Even better. The three of. "When you were a baby. She'd um..." Margaret gulped. "She was murdered." Here?" Abigail asked, and Margaret shook her head. "In the flat?" Nah. Outside. But um ... well it affected a lot of people. We dain't talk about it. And you won't go mentioning it."Abigail hummed and flicked the book back to the page she was reading. "It's a good book. She had good taste. Ah haven't read too much 'fore but this is good." Margaret looked at her, and Abigail looked into the corner of the room. "Ah'd want a.