Both guys in the 40s who occasionally attended
Laurie’s fuckfests. I stripped to my briefs and joined him and young guy called
Gene who was quaffing beer while he watched porn videos. XXX Hot Most, hot, wet, sloppy. But my mind was
another matter. He’s my son.”
“Keep your shirt on,” he soothed. Most, hot, wet, sloppy. Hey, bring Justin if you want, he might enjoy it.”
“Yea,” I added as sweetly as I could muster, “Knowing your parties he might
end up as the boycunt gangbang if the chicks don’t show up.”
Laurie smiled. Mike and Eden were
fighting for pole positiion in her mouth. He was
already stripped to his boxers and told me to leave my clothes in the
hallway closet. “Cunt smell, cunt taste,” Gene moaned as he humped the TV making it wobble. As Laurie knew it would. “Nothing much, but I can see it’s affecting the kid.
