He would still be in the house someplace, and she hoped he was still naked. Despite the numerous orgasms she had enjoyed, Denise wanted more. She want...d to come and keep coming all day long.She found her son in the kitchen, eating breakfast. She had dressed in a wrap-around dress, and she sat across from him with another cup of coffee. Her cunt was still bubbling. "You make me so damned hot, Robert," she said, her eyes sparkling. "I'm going to have to watch you practice more often." Why?". Make a fag out of one of the sallions."John was surprised he had a tungle in his dick, but protested, "No wat! I will get shit on my dick. That would be nasty."Sheila replied, "No you won't the stable men just cleaned the colons of the horses. It will be a clean fuck. And we can put it in the cleaning pen so you don't get kicked." She paused, "I triple dog dare you."John was only 16. So the idea of sticking his dick in just about anything appealed to him. But he thought about what he could say. He clearly wanted someone to talk to. So I listened to his troubles, as he talked about his problems getting along with his father, and a lot of other things. We drove for 20 minutes or so before he asked me where I was planning to spend the night. When I said I had no plans, and no money for a motel, he offered to let me stay at his place for the night. Soon after that we pulled into a condo complex, and walked up to his place on the second floor.We had a few drinks, unwound, talked and. “Perfect!” He smiled with a wicked look on his face.He flicked off his shoes and pulled off a moldy looking sock. Leaning down he kissed me suddenly on the lips shoving his tongue down my throat before pulling back. Seconds later he had stuffed the smelly sock into my mouth as deep as it could go. I gagged, my face wincing at the horrible flavour and trying to breathe through my nose as best I could. “Nasty!” One man commented, laughing. “But I like it!”“So!” Phil asked. “Who's going to.