Faye related some of the treatment she’d had, which was worse than I’d realised. It made my blood boil.“Think I’ll go and rip some faces off,�...� snarled Alice, “what are their names?”“Well it’s all over now,” said Faye anxiously. “Douglas stopped it, with the speech he gave. Only two of them carried on and then some others said something, that there must be something wrong with them, like Douglas said, and they didn’t do it any more. And I’m happy now anyway.”“Huh,” Alice wasn’t satisfied. “Well. ..we were French kissing ever so passionately, we stopped to look at each other, I said “lets continue this in my room sweetie…OK”.We want to my room, my son closed the door, I turned around he put his arms back around me and we started kissing again deeply, our tongues swirling together, We kissed for quite some time and I started to take off my son’s school uniform, he was feeling me up with his hands, then I took his uniform and underwear to finally see his big cock: “Wow…your cock is huge,. This was very sexual and it made your pussy even wetter as helpless you hung there being washed and probed by his hands wanting him to penetrate you there and then like the cum slut you were feeling. He stopped suddenly as he saw in your eyes that you were getting too excited and he backed away from you his cock now rigid in his shorts, he released your cuffs and said now you may wash me slut. You dropped to your knees and peeled his shorts down over his cock which was growing second by second. “Why do you want us to find a shemale for me tonight?,” he teases, knowing the answer.“I want us both to enjoy the experience of a shemale blowing you as well as our shemale. Note that I said our shemale.” Ten minutes after we arrive we are both looking intently at a stunning female of perhaps Middle Eastern or European appearance. Tall, brunette, thirty-something I guess, wonderful figure encased in a very short, tight black dress. Her thighs are magnificent, my man is drooling. I am.