I started to go to gay bars and especially leather ones, and I met guys who I brought home to face and ass fuck my son. I had this kind of obsession t... see him fucked constantly...non-stop. I wanted him to be totally fucked out all the time, or like you say in your stories...fucked up and fucked out. I even put him on medication so he was kind of out of it alot so me and my buddies could just play with him anytime we wanted and plow his asspussy and face. We got him drinking out of toilets ,. “Hello. My name is Eliza. I’m 20 years old, I’m from GreatNeck, I work as an exotic dancer, and I’m here today because I want a dog to make me his bitch!”We cut to another location, Eliza is now sitting on a bar stool in the currently empty club. A couple of cleaners are at work, but there are no customers. Eliza has showered and removed her make-up. Wearing a white towelling robe and looking a lot younger than she actually is. As she speaks we realise that she is isn’t the sharpest tool in the. “You’re welcome, Mrs. Johnson,” he said, as polite as always.“Well the rain stopped, I guess I better get back home,” he said, somewhat unsure about the whole situation as he slipped out of her and moved to put on Jake’s shorts and shirt.“Yes, you probably should. You can drop off Jake’s clothes anytime, just leave them at the door.” Jessica straightened out her dress and got her hair out of her face. She hoped that sounded like something that could pass for a normal neighbor chat.Bing bing the. He slowly slid a finger in, finding me wet. He sat the recliner up and I got off of him. He stared at my exposed pussy."God I have missed you." Me too daddy."I was standing directly in front of him, letting him get a good look. He reached out and pulled my tank top over my head and off, exposing my large breast. He pulled off his t-shirt and laid me on the sofa next to his chair. My skirt was bunched up around my waist as he knelt between my legs. His tongue went straight to my clit which was.