Now naked and unable to resist these four men taking turns making you moan in pleasure with a little of pain.You look back to your friend. He is tryin... hard you think to yourself, he almost seems to enjoy it. You watch as he closes his eyes and starts to move his head back and forth taking his cock while the good looking dominate man admires his new cock sucker. Your head is quickly moved back to accommodate the girthy cock in your mouth, you look up at him over his flat stomach and over his. He had a generator there and made sure Mom had plenty of canned goods stored down there. There were creature comforts such as a small TV and of course, a radio that Mom made sure had fresh batteries in it every six months. We also had a bed down there. It was mainly for company or when I had friends overnight. Sometimes when it got really hot in the summer and the air conditioner was on the fritz, Mom and I slept down there together.Mom is terrified of tornadoes. It is almost pathological with. You can imagine my surprise when I found us billeted in a posh seaside hotel with fantastic service and a spa for the guests. Despite my nagging to the contrary, Edgar had insisted on taking his briefcase filled with projects from his office that he dipped into at odd times like a junkie addicted to his poison.I really had no complaints about Edgar's sexual capabilities because he was remarkably well-endowed and had some sort of genetic nervous syndrome that prompted him to drain his seeds at. Blinking my eyes open I realized I was on the floor. Raising my head an inch, caused the marching band playing the drums in my head to pound mightily, I recognized the living room floor. An empty wine bottle on its side rested beside me. I think it was mocking me! The wine glass lay beside it. Slowly rolling to my side I held my head and sat against the couch. Causally glanced at the clock on the wall and realized I had exactly 17 minutes to get my ass to work. At my new job!! What the fuck.