Justin hadn't playedany of his games in such a long time that he didn't care that he wasplaying with his mom who he suspected would be terrible. Just...in chosea game in which he and his mother weren't playing the game at the sametime. He thought he could play until his character got out and thenhis mom would go and quickly get out returning him to play again. Sortof like playing alone with only a few seconds between each game. Buthis mom insisted on not only learning what do but how to do it.. His movement pulled him a little way out, and I quickly flattened my tongue and backed about half way off. I swallowed once hard, which got another throb from Dan's softening cock; then I slowly backed off, keeping my tongue moving on the underside of his shaft.When I was all the way off, I swallowed hard again. I didn't have a choice about the swallowing; I couldn't have spit his cum out if I'd wanted to, because he was so deep in my throat when he came. I hadn't actually tasted anything. After a couple of beers and another joint we would get into a foosball game. Three guys against three girls and it was strip foosball. Everyone knew that no matter how won the games we would all end up naked and fucking the night away. The only thing was that no one got to fuck me till Chuck was finished using me. I belonged to him, but he would share me with the other guys after he finished.This night was an interesting one though. It was three games to three and all of us were naked for the. A whisper of wood across carpet fibre and he knew a door was being opened. A tug and Paul crawled through to the next room. But wait! Cold stone? His captor's heels clicked and clacked in front of him. Paul followed, only to find he was descending a flight of stairs. Only the sound of haunting classical music playing stopped Paul from thinking he was outside. He realised he was in some sort of basement so he followed blindly on, wondering if he was at all wise putting himself so far from the.