“I am fucking you!”“Please let me cum! Please Heather, Dagoth, I’m sorry, please let me cum. Please it hurts so bad. You know how bad. Please ...ake it stop. Please - ” “No…” Heather said.She covered my mouth with one hand, shushing me as the wrist opened up like some nightmarish plate of skin colored armor. From an empty opening, bulb like tendrils slithered out, swelling and out, one of the cocks burrowing under her hand and into my screaming mouth. “I am the mouthpiece, speaking for all as. " Ron reached in the nightstand drawer and pulled out some photographs of my mom naked in bed. "Here," he said. "I took these of her in Bermuda when we were there, last year. Do you see how proud she is sitting up in bed showing off her body to me? That's how I want you to be, proud of your sexy body, too. You are just the same as your mother. You are a sexy feminine being who wants to please men's cocks just like her and you are proud of the body you do it with like your mother is proud of. It was because of right now, Maggie." Amy, darling," Maggie said to her daughter, "is there anything specific that you would prefer we NOT do?" No, and I won't be in there watching. That would only make you nervous. I'm going for a drive, then I'll bring back an early supper. Mother, have at him. This is a one-time offer, gone after today. DO both of you understand that?"Maggie was already standing, grabbing for my hand. "Come on Baby, Momma wants to take 'Adam' for a ride." I guess that makes. Actually, it's Chuck's, Lisa's, and mine. Let us autograph an album for you. It's great to know people like our music."Holy shit! Who are these people anyway?It was that exact moment when the giant television began playing one of the videos of the Blues Expedition trip to Italy. Son of gun, there was Chuck and Lisa doing a number with the Blues band and obviously killing it.I sat down with my beer and just gawked. Jenny kept bringing me food and drinks, as I was mesmerized by what I was.