I thought about it, then decided. I walked back to the car and moved it down the road out of sight of the house and parked it. I began walking back to...ward the Stockwell house. Without Dory, maybe I could be a little braver and see what was going on. After all, even if they spotted me, what were they going to do about it?The safest place was also the riskiest place. The back porch would give me a good look into what I was pretty sure was the kitchen. I knew from most parties my parents had that. "So that is what we did. We had a nice fried chicken meal, with mashed potatoes and gravy and we sat there for two hours, talking about each of our childhoods. Once she stopped trying so hard, she became natural, telling me stories of her life growing up with rich parents. She had travelled the world, taking educational vacations to various countries in the world each summer, and then working the rest of the summer at one of her dad's many companies. She told me all about what she had learned. I think he liked the fact that it had turned me on. I don’t think that he expected that sort of reaction. I started grinding my hips back into his pelvis with each of his long, hard thrusts and all you could hear in the room were bodies slapping and a bunch of loud groaning. After pounding my pussy for nearly the entire 45 minutes of the time limit, he put his hand back around my neck and then he slid out from between my legs. Holding my head down on the couch, he positioned himself over my. “Doyou know how many times I’ve let your friends fuck me inthe ass? They love it!”I was breathing heavily and my fist was flying up anddown my rock-hard prick, as my eyes were totally fixed onher asshole just two feet away. “I took all three up my ass on Friday night,” she said asif to torture me. “They fucked my ass three times! How doyou like the fact that your own Mom took three differentcocks up her ass? Do you think I’m a slut? How many.