"The pizza man looked to be about eighteen with long, untamed brown hair and emerald eyes that shone in the light of the room. Jennifer found him rath...er cute and smiled pleasantly.James pushed a video cassette into the VCR saying "this is your payment. My sister and her friend, uncensored."Mindy was stunned! She leapt into the living room and grabbed the remote control. She hit the stop button just as Mindy's lips were descending to her own huge breasts on the TV screen. The pizza man was. "Lets see if we can moisten you up a little" he said softly as he stood once more, quickly glancing around the room with what I took to be a moment of guilt. But then he moved, grabbing her hips and turning her so that her legs dangled from the bed. He repositioned her, his thick, strong arm looping under her as he moved her so that her head was resting against my stomach and her legs dangling from the bed. I watched as he got down on his knees, pulling her legs over her shoulder and tugging. I held his head tightly between my squashing thighs, riding my soaking wet, dripping pussy across his hot mouth.As my orgasm subsided I fell backwards and collapsed beside my son on the bed. I lay still shaking and convulsing from the massive orgasm."FUCK YES DARLING...YOU MADE MOMMY CUM SO HARD ON YOUR FACE SWEETIE."I looked over at him, lying there still handcuffed to the bed; his massive cock still at full 11 inch hardness, was stood like a flagpole. His face was covered in my hot sticky. On our flagpole. At a cost of another 50 cents. That I just did not have.What's this got to do with erotica you ask? Well let's go on. And let the story unfold.It was just a short time after that I started having these strange dreams. And in these dreams. I was sitting on top of a flagpole on a flimsy little 12 inch board . As a kid I slept like a rock. And you literally had to shake me to wake me up. Now I would sit there precariously trying to balance myself on that small board. All of a.