They quickly shucked his clothes and she lay down on the couch. She brought one knee up, resting against the back of the couch, and fingered her clit...as she gazed wantonly at him. "Come get some, stud," she purred.Rod couldn't believe his luck today: first getting to fuck Lindsay unprotected, and now her mother, whom he had found attractive but never *this* much, was wanting the same. He dove onto her, burying his face in her substantial breasts."Ooh, Mommy likes that, Rod. Mmm..." She. ’ Tyler and I looked at each other, knowing eyes meeting with shock. ‘What kinda nightmares?’ I probed. ‘About Drake, and Akashat, and the men I’ve killed.’ Ryan’s eyes started to well up, the well known ‘thousand yard stare’ plastered upon his youthful face. ‘I dream of it too,’ Tyler said, placing his hand on Ryan’s shoulder. Ryan quickly threw it off. ‘I’m sure you do,’ he said with what sounded like anger. ‘But hey, it’s not your problem anymore is it?’ ‘Just what the hell is that supposed. It was women who were on display right now. Six of them were lined up onthe podium, barely a scrap on them, ankles and wrists bound. They weretrying to look down from shame, but the auctioneer ordered them to lookup, so that potential buyers may see their faces.One of them, however, was bold in her own right and held her head highand back straight. She was a Carthaginian girl, lightly tanned by theNorth African sun, but no different than a Roman by features. Her skinlooked smooth in the midday. She melted against him as applause erupted through the auditorium.My futa-dick erupted into the mother of the bride's pussy.I groaned, tears misting my eyes as powerful emotions erupted through my body. As my futa-jizz pumped into the older MILF's silky pussy, a welter of passions surged through me. Jealous of both Kurt and Rosemary, joy that my friend found the love of his lust, and that aching need to cum in Rosemary's pussy like I spurted into her mother's snatch all swirled together in.