We had Oliver’s favourite dishes for dinner, and a good stout Burgundy. He was already in a pleasant and sophorific state by the time we retired to ...he study. I presented him with a humidor of the finest Cuban cigars and I sat and watched him smoke. Then I said: ‘Oliver, my dear, I wish to serve you absinthe – have you ever had it before?’ ‘Alas no, Betsy my dear’ he replied most amiably. ‘But I sense that I will remain absinthe virgin only a little while yet.’ It occurred to me that I might. He was a good actor because inside he was nervous and sweating. He knew what was coming. " I know that you are a grown man now, and that you have your natural instincts, like every other man. And I know that sometimes those animalistic urges do not respect social boundaries, and that is okay. After all, you are only human." "Mom what are you getting at?" Chris said, knowing exactly what was going to come out of her mouth next. "Look I am aware that you. As I lifted myself off of the face dildo and the dildo slowly slipped out of my hungry ass I shot another wad of cum all over the sheets. I was weak from the ass fucking I had received, so I rolled over and went back to sleep. Kara woke me up an hour later and breakfast was served.I got up and my cock and balls were coated with dried up cum, and the skin was real tight. Later on that day Kara was horny again and wanted me to strap the dildo on my face so she could take another ride. This time. I had gone out of my way to wear a pair of panties that a man would want to rip off me as soon as he saw them even though I hadn't planned on having sex, and he had donned tidy whities knowing full well that he planned to fuck me. His cock looked so perfect. I have always been a fan of man parts. There is something fascinating about an erect penis, the thickness of the shaft, the velvet suppleness of the tip, the little drop of pre-cum that forms at the end. I licked the little drop away,.