"Double-shit," Gloria swore. She grabbed her shirt in front of her and rushed back to her own room. I closed my door and went to the bathroom. With th... water running, I thought about what I'd seen. I really don't want anything to do with girls, but I like to look. they are the substance of classic sculpture. I'm not gay, I'm just disgusted with the sluts. I wondered if Gloria had a boyfriend who would consider her exhibition cheating. Out of sight, out of mind. That's what my one-time. I seldom turned her down. I knew I would get the news from Italy and Marianna, but it no longer hurt to hear of her glamorous life. I missed her still, but as the saying goes, that ship had sailed.I was sitting in the stands one June Wednesday night, watching a local high school baseball game when my new cell phone chirped. I recognized the number, it was the Alvarez number.“Hello, Mama,” I said with a smile in my voice. I’d long since reverted to calling her Mama. She was as close to a real. The two women stood on either side of him. Livia suggested they take turns. “Say six strokes apiece. I’ll take his left side and you take his right.” They both gently rubbed his backside with their implements.“You know, you girls are both kind of . . .”Before he could finish, Livia gave him six hits with her stick. She took her time with it, and she didn’t rush her part of the beating.“Jesus, that hurts!”Livia said, “It’s supposed to hurt dummy. Now stay down, in position. I can see that you’re. I was so tensed what would she be thinking of me. My heart started beating fast. I waited for few minutes but she didn’t respond.By then, Paru anuty woke up and went to join my mother. Before going she took the rug and covered both of us and she felt the temperature was too cold.After few minutes, her ass touched my ass again. This time I sensed that it was slowly moving toward my dick. She brought her ass till it touched my dick and then kept quiet. I was shocked with happiness. I slowly.