" I "Off top." So with ginormous smiles on both of our faces we walk up to your 2 door black and red Chevy S10, comfortably fasten our seat belts, and...proceed to slap some Brotha Lynch and Snoopy D.O.Double G, You "Where you stay, at?" I "Off Lean and Horton Ct." You "Fa'sho..." Oooooh, I peeped through the night you started to use a nigga's, ~fa'sho~< real sexy like, I could dig it. So after small chat about bud, East coast and West coast hip-hop and movies, we arrive to our destination. I "I. But it was more than that. Sophie couldn't help but notice the erectness of her boyfriend's shaft, even now. He was getting off on this…on watching his girlfriend getting raped! And even…even drinking the cum of the men raping her! These realizations struck her like a series of blows to the solar plexus, but what gave her greater pause was where her thoughts turned afterward… Was it so wrong to surrender to instinct? Wasn't Max just surrendering to that primal masculine instinct, to relish the. With the door open. I just sat there and stared. With my hands on my dick. Jerking that fucker off once more. Then I fell asleep. Dreamed some nice weird shit about mom and me. About our first time.So the following week, something had changed. Mom behaved different when I was around. Her clothing style got more seductive, she took a lot of excuses to touch me and I think we came closer. Really close. My porn habit was gone, all I could think of were her hot curves. Her beautiful long dark hair.. In a fit of lust, I decided to go look at shoes, and found a pair of slutty five-inch (that would make me a full 5'10" of sexy!) heels to top off the ensemble. I was gonna have fun tonight no matter what! I made my way to the checkout, where I found a ten or so person line where there was nobody when I had walked in. I was obviously nervous, as it was pretty obvious that everything in my hand basket was for me. I said the hell with it and got in line anyway. Since it was pretty late, nobody.