I don'tknow how long I slept for, but jetlag is a killer. After having a showerin the huge bathroom, I relaxed on the bed and ordered room service,mon...y definitely had its advantages, but since I hadn't been raised onit, I didn't let it think me better than everyone else.The next day, I changed into jeans, a t-shirt, boots and a leather jacketto explore the city. Armed with a map and my wits, I saw the better areasof the city, did a Beverley Hills Urban Assault bike tour, went toUniversal. My mother brought home a teen age girl about my age. Her name was Jenny. She was pretty. Flat chested, but with a slim waist and a nice rear end and shapely legs. She said hello politely. She was wearing a low cut top without a bra; which I could tell from the nipple bumps on her top. My mother said that Jenny would be staying with us for a while. She said her mother was in the hospital for a long stay. “I got some stuff I got to bring in, can you help?” Jenny asked me. “Sure,” I said. “What’s. She grasped the base of my cock and slowly moved up. I could only moan with pleasure as Mum played with my most private of parts. I wanted Mum out of her nightie and as I tried to undress her she stopped what she was doing and disrobed. She then ripped away my undies and threw them off onto the floor. Im happy youre going to be my first, mum. So am I Ben. Mum then climbed on top of me and slid my virgin cock inside her pussy. Our lips met and our tongues danced. With this being my first time,. It was clear that she was as confused as Jack at Allison's questions."I cheated on you guys."It took only a second for Allison's words to sink in, and Jack sank back to rest his butt on his heels.Abigail's eyes were wide."You ... had sex with Chris?"Allison sat up straighter and looked at Jack. "How does that make you feel? Does that make you angry? Do you feel betrayed?"Jack looked inside himself. He wasn't angry. More like shocked."No, I'm not angry," he answered.Allison's shoulders sagged,.