There was nearly every description you would care to mention or desire. I wandered down one and then another of the corridors until I felt somewhat co...fortable with the layout. I wondered if the rooms had a gloryhole. Secretly, I hoped they did because I’m bi-curious. I had a gay experience with a gay friend and had really enjoyed it. But, I felt the desire to try something I had never done. I wanted to experience a blow job from a complete stranger. Someone willing to extract my bodily fluid. ’ She giggled at that thought, and once the giggle was over, she lapsed back into the mantra that ‘he’ had dictated for the weekend: ‘.the most gorgeous, sexy woman alive!’ She allowed it to run through her mind, and capture her thoughts, imagination and emotions. ‘You must be really hard up,’ a nasty inner voice said to her, ‘If this is all that it takes to get you smokey hot!’ But she pushed the voice away and wouldn’t let that side of her be the dominant side. She was going to, determined. " he moaned.Dyan stopped automatically. She looked down at John. What was that all about?Then she saw the pervert had a good view up her dress. "Why you..."She looked around basement rec room for something to drop on her: Something heavy!"Not the fish tank!! Not the fish tank!!" John pleaded in his female voice. "Dad 'll kill me!!" he told her, struggling to get up and stop her.He lost his balance again. This time he was prepared. This time he tried to keep his balance.This time he stumbled. He reached back and pressed his hand onto his Mommy's head, willing her to eat his ass, but Desiree didn't need any invitation."Mmm, you're taste delicious, too." she told him, coming up for some air. "Fuck...shit! I love it, Ma?" Marcus moaned loudly at the feel of her tongue on him again."You like how Mommy's tossing it?" Desiree shook her head back and forth, wetting his asshole thoroughly. She eased a finger in then two, pushing them in and out. "Ooooh fuck," Marcus moaned, his mother's.