.. Oh fuck, Bobby, it’s bigger than I thought.”“You’re doing great, baby ... Don’t worry ... Just roll those hips and chew on what you’ve ...ot ... work that sweet pussy all around it.”Following Dad’s suggestion, Mom gyrated her hips around Jack’s captured flesh, bringing a satisfied hum to his lips. As she squirmed on his embedded cock, it looked as if his it had a life of its own, flexing and seething inside her.Thinking she had actually reached her limit, my cock leapt when I heard her growl,. “W-Wait. Let’s talk a minute.”“Okay,” he said, taking his seat at the far end of the couch again.“I’m not trying to yell, Pee. Scoot closer.”He inched over to the middle cushion. There was still space between us. I had so many questions. So I just launched into them.“Did you plan to do this to me tonight,” I pressed.“No.”“Then why did you just happen to have that in your car?”“I always keep a ready bag in my trunk.”“What’s a ‘ready bag’?”“A bag that has some essentials in case I meet a man I’m. But we didn't visit them either. Instead, while still in the cab, we'd decided to stay in and call it a night. That way we could get an early start and go back downtown first thing in the morning and really play tourist. We didn't have to start getting ready for the wine and dine and a possible Game night until six or so on Friday, which would give us plenty of time to explore the city; and then we had all day Saturday too! The cabbie dropped us off in front of our motel and, while gathering. While there was a slight chance a few might cause trouble, it was unlikely. The problem was, if a couple homophobic renegades decided to act out, the others wouldn’t likely intercede. While the risk of bodily injury was minimal, it wasn’t unrealistic either.He wasn’t sure what might or wouldn’t happen, but one thing was certain, his curiosity would drive him forward. He’d never been one to avoid a fight. He knew enough to evade them, but wanted to know who were still his friends, and who wanted.