I never gave it another thought ‒ at least for a couple of days.The second night Carrie was there, my mother had gone out on a date and I spent most...of the early evening watching TV. Carrie had joined me on the couch and eventually we started to converse. It turned out her husband, who had been her high school boyfriend had been involved with another woman and despite Carrie’s forgiveness and efforts to save the marriage, he had been a real jerk. I felt bad for her. Obviously she was a great. Mrs. Adams was well aware of what had caught her son's attention. She smiled inwardly. At least they're not fighting anymore, she thought as she joined her stepdaughter on the couch. The den, great room, family room, whatever you want to call it was at one end of the house. There was an entertainment center with a 35” flat screen at one end of the room. At the other end a soft leather covered couch backed up to the wall with an easy chair on either side of it. The chairs were angled away from. .I felt the trickle of his warm semen escaping my tender butthole. But I was unable to close my thighs. My shaven mound was pressed against the barrel; as the rubber piece filled me.I heard my captor was gone…I was shocked and humiliated; but my react was making me hornier to such treatment. But it felt good; that monster rubber dick in my cunt felt really good…The sound of the vibrator soon revealed a squish of wetness. I tried to rock my clit harder against the barrel to intensify the. There was nothing like this in or near Clopton.Silently they both walked on, but looked at the Arcade instead of looking for a cab.Joe finally broke the ice, "Well, do ya want to check it out?"Albert was so glad to hear that, "Yeah, let's do it."The two young men entered the Adult Book Store. There were quite a few men (only) inside, looking at porn magazines, checking out sex toys and DVD's or just hanging out. Several of the men paid attention to the two newcomers."Oh wow!" Albert exclaimed,.