What a hell of a fucking night! I am frustrated as hell since nothing has gone as planned: Not only has Ben, and whoever the fuck his accomplice is, a...oided the drone and the Apaches; he pranked the hell out of me; blew the shit out of the PortaPotties (literally); and made me look and smell like shit in front of the Special Forces. All I want to do is get back to my hotel, clean up and regroup for tomorrow. I plan on commandeering one of the Chinooks to take me back to my hotel since Ben put a. Not yet.I kept poking and pulling, teasing the entrance and every inch of my insides as I pressed everywhere. I got halfway to cumming just from the way I pressed into my prostate; I was dripping pre from the tip of my dick, watching it dribble onto the floor before turning my eyes to my goal.My face half-slid in the lube as I shifted to look up at the dildo, at how it shined from the light bouncing off the lube, and I knew I was ready.My hands finally pulled away from my ass as I crawled,. Let's go up to your room.” “But, Master, my mom is still home.” He nodded. “As she said, ‘No sense dancing around what we have planned.’” Technically, I have no idea what we have planned, but I have to obey my Master. “Follow me, Master.” Master Boratus looked around as they entered Katie’s rectangular, light blue room. Sliding mirror closet doors faced them from the far side of the room with her double bed between them, its head against the left wall. Light shone in through the large window on. Josh felt a wave of embarrassment as an image of his cock buried in all that boobage briefly popped into his head.Josh knew he should be paying attention to the roads they were taking, but he instead found himself watching a large drop of cum as it slowly dripped from his mom’s right nipple. Without thinking, he reached down and touched his finger to it. As he pulled it back, a slimy string formed between the nipple and his finger.“Gross”, Josh whispered before wiping the scum onto his mom’s.