‘You’ll never work in the city again,’ yelled the postulating foreman, hoping to ingratiate himself on the fallen man’s wife. Spiro’s reply ...was an obscene gesture. He was on his way to Atlantic City for a holiday, to revel in wine, women and singing. In his back pocket was the bulging wallet of his boss which Spiro had removed deftly when turning the man over to wet him. Boarding the bus for New York Spiro reviewed his life and was relatively happy, except that he was now a criminal as he. Andrews cock was now throbbing inside his mums mouth, he was meanwhile licking his mums clit, rubbing it as he sucked on it. She was moaning in pleasure. Then, there was a knock at the door, they both shot up, Andrew told his mum to stay there, and that he would be back. He answered the door, and it was Simon. Simon was a friend of Andrews. They were very close. On multiple occasions, they would masterbate in Andrews room together, while watching porn. Andrew told him to wait at the door,. “I got hit in the head with a football and then was surrounded by all these futa-fairies. And we had this hot sex and I grew a dick.”“Wow,” Cassandra moaned. “I just fell asleep on Lana's couch and woke up with her sexy mother fondling my dick.”“That sounds pretty hot,” Amy said. “I've never been into girls, but...”“They're so awesome,” giggled Becky. “Especially the ones with dicks.”“Yes!” Cassandra said, squeezing my cock. “So, I'm a Pussycat now?”“Yep,” my little sister said then smeared. “I got hit in the head with a football and then was surrounded by all these futa-fairies. And we had this hot sex and I grew a dick.”“Wow,” Cassandra moaned. “I just fell asleep on Lana's couch and woke up with her sexy mother fondling my dick.”“That sounds pretty hot,” Amy said. “I've never been into girls, but...”“They're so awesome,” giggled Becky. “Especially the ones with dicks.”“Yes!” Cassandra said, squeezing my cock. “So, I'm a Pussycat now?”“Yep,” my little sister said then smeared.