This evening, after their dinner was almost finished, he brought the new progress of his life to the attention of his parents. ʺMom, dad, today somet...ing happened I want to talk about.ʺ Dad smiled and told him to go ahead. He knew it couldn’t be something bad. He knew his son. Step by step he told them about Samantha and what would happen after senior prom. They proudly smiled at him the whole time. ʺMom, dad, I know you’re happy with me but something is bothering me.ʺ ʺWhat’s it, Todd?ʺ his. “My God, My God”…was all she said, as she finally lifted herself off me and squirted hot cum all over my stomach. Now, these were the days when the internet was in it’s infancy, and I knew nothing of squirting. For all I knew, my friend gran had just pissed on me. I was as horny as fuck, though, and it only spurred me on. I moved her off me, bent her over the arm of the sofa and fell to my knees behind her. I spread her chubby ass cheeks wide and lapped at her pink asshole. “Jesus” she said.. They arrived at his parents’ home late at night. His mother had already gone to bed, but Louis, Steven’s dad, stayed up to meet them. She was dressed for comfort – a pale blue sundress, very lightweight and sheer, a pair of white cotton thong panties and a pair of sandals. Even though Steven accused her later of doing it deliberately, she didn’t really think so. Standing with the bright TV at her back and Louis in front of her, she gave her soon-to-be father-in-law an almost perfect view of her. The shorter man looked me over and began to speak. I could feel his eyes taking me in. I didn’t know if I should feel humiliated or proud.“So this is the whore?” he questioned. “Her tits are perfect for bondage.”This comment brought the other man over to the conversation.“May I?” he asked my Master. He spoke right past me reinforcing my role as my Master’s property.“Feel free, Asya has been inspected before” he responded. “Assume the position slut” he ordered me.With that I bent over and spread.