" She seemed to be mulling the idea over, "How do I know you're not gay? Imean you are good-looking and intelligent. Most of the men I know who are...ble to hold a half way decent conversation with your attributes are asqueer as three dollar bills." Now, to give her credit, in San Francisco this probably is a validquestion. I for one have several gay friends and I don't feel the leastthreatened in my sexuality. "Well," I said reasonably, "You could take me out for a test drive andsee if I. I can't wait for the next one!I have to say I left something out when I told you what happened yesterday. I thought you'd say I was stupid, which I was really. The German guy bent me over and tried to fuck me. I wanted to say no, but I couldn't. He had such a beautiful body, hard and silky. It was as though I was hypnotized. His cock was fairly big, but I thought it would be OK. He couldn't get it in. He tried hard and eventually he gave up. He wasn't wearing a condom, and I didn't ask him to.. “Why can’t the bitch just curl up and die and leave Arlene alone to lead her life as a wife to me and as a mother to Kate and not fucking lackey of her fucking mother.” This was a common thought of Tom’s, it would often be accompanied with a vivid picture of the old hag falling down her stairs at home, braking her neck as her head bounced off the steps a few times. The vivid picture would end with Tom being at the top of stairs, his face full of mock concern after he “Accidently” tripped her. Then, completely unexpectedly, Alan felt himself pass the point of no return. He tried to apply his PC muscle tricks, but his dick needed release so badly that there was nothing he could do. He barked, "Mom, get out of the way," and stood as quickly as he could.He staggered forward a bit. Grabbing his erection and using it like a fire hose, he sprayed his cum all over Amy and Suzanne. He aimed mostly for their upper chests, since that's where his eyes were glued most of the time.Suzanne and Amy.