Slowly his lashes lifted to focus on her. Her eyes were open now, her gentle yearning for him undisguised. Something swelled within him then, an inspi...ation, powerful and unrelenting.He lay back onto the carpet, stopping her as she made to join him there. Instead he clasped her hips and moved her to stand astride him. He could sense her puzzlement as she stood all alone, wondering what he wanted her to do. Slowly his hands guided her forward until she was standing over him. She realised then. See? You're getting what you want, and I am too. Works better this way."Oh, hey Joy? Joey really likes you... Maybe because your name and his are so much alike. I don't know. But if you want... and only if you want... do you want him to take yours instead of me? I could do your back door, while Honey... "No, nothing like that. I could never choose between you two. It's just that... well, Joey really does like you a lot, and I kinda feel that you should have special feelings for the person who. To put it frankly the thought of my 18 year old son being dominated by 3 assertive black men turned me on no end.Id always loved humiliation and the thought of my own son being put in his place, with myself not being able to a thing to prevent it was an enormous turn on.It all began on Sunday afternoon when Shelia informed him that his constant rudeness towards the black men was going to be put to right.At first he went into a silent sulk and refused to cooperate in any way, this quickly. “Happy Birthday, Joe.” she smiled broadly, removed her hat and began to strip off her clothing till she and the second fraulein wore only nipple tassels, gee strings and high heels, the blonde with rather large breasts, the second a brunette slightly smaller in stature. They certainly took me by surprise. I Was now taken in hand by the women who soon had me in my underwear as my colleagues laughed and cheered them on. The blonde now sank to her knees and pulled my underpants down to expose my.