“I know. I guess I owe that to dad and Jenny,” I replied.“Things not work out?” Sasha asked.“No they didn't. But we did have some great sex ...hough,” I replied.Then she leaned up for a kiss. I began thrusting my dick in and out of her. Once again I made her feel good. She let out some more moans and my heart rate was way up. I was actually fucking my own mother. I was thrusting my dick rather slowly, but I made sure to pick up some good speed.“Oh fuck Robert. Yes show your mom how much you love. " Yes Mr. Hoy sir" said Adam, totally defeated."Your mouth"Adam took the dripping organ into his mouth, or at least he tried to. he could not open it enough to get it all in, just the end. Mr. Hoy laughed and put his hand behind Adam's head. Holding the head still he suddenly thrust hard and the engorged flesh forced its way not only into Adam's mouth, but into his throat as well. He choked and panicked as he felt he could not breathe."You will learn you must breath between thrusts. It feels so. The guys fucked me so hard, every time a guy was replaced by another guy my pussy lips throbbed, cum poured out of me, I felt like a complete slut and I was loving it.They made me cum at least another two or three times before I collapsed on the bed. The guys let me get my breath back but it was not long before they were ready to continue.One of the guys gave me eight pieces of paper with numbers on them, they told me to mix them up and hand them out to the rest of the guys. I had no idea why. Its buildings seemed so tall, so grand. Then came the keeps of the dark ages, towering walls of stone, but even those pale in comparison to these constructs of glass and metal.”“Yesterday, you told me that you’d answer any questions that I had,” Ethan began. She nodded, keeping her eyes on the skyline, wistful. “What ... are you?”“Belief brings deities and monsters into being,” she replied, Ethan waiting patiently for her to elaborate. “Once, every natural phenomenon and cultural concept was.