“Good morning, my son,” Karen greetd happily.“WOW MOM!” Danny exclaimed loudly. “You’re kissing my ass, mom?!”“I am my son,” Karen r...eplied. “I couldn’t help it, Danny. Your ass looked so beautiful, I just had to kiss it.”Karen continued tracing her tongue on her son’s puckered asshole. The motions she was making with her tongue on his ass was really blowing his mind. He felt the most powerful electric feeling jolt all over his back and when it hit his mind, he felt really mesmerized.“OH WOW,. Let me feel it upin there man, let me feel it! Oh shit man, this is great! Yea guys, Ilike this! Oh crap! Why in the hell was I so fucking afraid of this? Ohman, this is great! I love this! Yea Darrell, fuck me, let me feel itman, let me feel it!" "Fuck him Darrell, fuck him. He's wanting it now, he's wanting tofeel that dick of yours up in him. Yea man, yea, that's the way. Poundhis ass. He's into this now! He's got one hell of a big grin on his face,he likes what happening back. I double checked my makeup and hair, downed the rest of my drink, lit a cigarette, and replied yes. I opened the door and really liked what I saw. His pics looked nice, but he was better in person. Tall, muscular and black, he was just my type. I invited him in and he walked in watching my every move, checking me out head to toe. I could feel his eyes moving over me, and was very turned on. I took a long drag, exhaled, and asked if he liked what he saw. He told me I was his fantasy slut. I. Chelsea locked her knees and lifted her chest to make her best impression and the projector displayed the three hundred sixty degree view. "All right!" the Marine bellowed. "Any takers?"And that's where the trouble manifested itself again. A dozen hands went up and there was no viable method of sorting out who wanted Chelsea the most. "This isn't working," Ed observed."Yeah. No money," Lisa agreed.That was the problem -- or, at least, one way of looking at it. There was no way to separate the.