I looked in the mirror then, and the sight of me, so naughty, turned me on and I danced back into the room with the guys. Then the groping and fondlin...g got way more serious... fingers down my butt crack were exploring my hole, and my clit was being worked over, and my boobs were being well and truly milked. I remember being quite confused and with so many hands on me I didn't know what was being touched and who was touching.Then Bingo had picked me up and pulled me out of the ruck of guys and. ” He waited for a reaction. My dad smiled: “Regardless of what you think my son may be, I want your son to lay off. Or else.” “Or else what?” Mr. Rooney laughed. “I’m the one playing from a position of power here and don’t you forget it.” He was getting angry because my dad was keeping his cool. “Look at the faggot,” he said pointing to me. “I’ve never seen a mouth better made for cock sucking.” He reached over and thrust his thumb into my mouth like he was examining an animal. My dad didn’t. You can tell. My delectable wife is gonna cum with two queens, but that’s fitting, as she’s her own kind of queen. We’re all cosplayers, anyway. This fits. This whole way of life. It kinda feels like the stories that I read of Lucius Cornelius Sulla Felix, the Dictator of Rome, back before he entered the Senate. Theater, actors, actresses, pretty-boys, prostitutes, mummers, barbered dancing girls, etc. A wild and wanton lifestyle, something that he had to have missed greatly when he became a. The difference in the $50k camper is that they were new, and the others were used.So I got myself a used camper that could be towed with an H2. I'd have to remember to get Io to transfer some money around. I had to invent a story about picking it up, 'cause I didn't have the H2 yet. Or anywhere to park the camper, yet. Or anything else yet. But at least 'they' didn't know where I was going to live, because I didn't know where I was going to live yet."It's a nice place," said the Master Chief..