She nuzzled into his cock and balls, looking up at him with smoldering eyes."Do you mind the things I do with you, Billy?" she asked."I don't mind at ...ll, Mother," he said. "I like it." You don't think I'm horrible because I suck on my finger after I've had it in my ass, or cunt? Or suck your cock after you've had it in my asshole?" Mother, you can do anything with me, you know that." I hope so, baby." What are you thinking of doing now, Mother?" Nothing, really," she said, smearing her lips. Had I made my own way home last night or had someone accompanied me... again?God, please don't let some big hairy ugly guy be sleeping behind me!Again!My natural inquisitive nature did not, this time, overpower the pain and nausea to look to see if I was, indeed, alone.My sex had that familiar dullness about it, I realized with personal disappointment.So I had met and had sex with someone last night! Will I never learn? My mother was right - I would amount to nothing.Alcohol was not the best. "You are now my cock slave," Jenny said, slapping his other cheek playfully, dragging her toy all over Julian's face. This probably was supposed to be humiliating, but to Julian, it echoed his sentiment exactly. He was a slave to the cock, and the cum it delivered. Jenny began slapping Julian's face back and forth, giggling, and once coming down on his nose. Jenny's cock was getting harder, and as the monstrous cock was hardening, Julian began seeing her balls swinging back and forth with each. She text, Oh, ok. Yes dear. I asked her what she was wearing and she text back a black dress, black bra, and black panties. I asked her if she has on pantyhose too and she said no. I asked her if her panties and bra were see through and she text, yes dear. We continued our conversation as time allowed for her. She was at an awards dinner and said there were about 5,000 people there and it was going to be a long night. She said she was sipping on wine and talking with a co-worker. I text, Are.