"Daniel Griffith, and you are?" asked Daniel extending his hand."Dusty," said Dusty smiling as he shook his hand."You are an excellent fighter. Why do... you fight unarmed?" asked Daniel smiling warmly."I can use a few different weapons, but I feel more comfortable this way," said Dusty smiling back"I don't recognize the style you use, what is it?" asked Daniel."Muay Thai," answered Dusty."Moo-aye-Tie. Hmm, no never heard of it, I'll have to check my family's records later. We have records of many. I’ll make it real for you, if you will.”“You – are a very handsome young man – Hawley Battle. You should lose the retard act altogether, and use that naturally handsome face, and this sexy, manly body you were born with, to make friends, and influence girls - and women. You could have a harem by tomorrow night, with all the girls in school and their mommas in this neighborhood. Not only that, but all your teachers and the young moms in these apartments.”She was sitting on his legs facing him. Even the single button was undone and the nightie might as well have not been there. I found first one breast and then the other, cupping them in my hands and then caressing the nipples. She let out another soft "mm-mm" and her hips were moving slightly with my stroking. It was so exciting that again I came almost immediately. My mom moved her arms, putting her hands down between her legs, covering up her pussy and I finished cumming, splashing cum all over her ass and back. My mom was still. Mrs. Coleman put her back into it, giving it her all to take more of that dildo near her prostate.This was certainly not my father’s idea of lesbian porn, but who cared about that? Armin Koenig wasn’t precisely my standard or role model, either, not while doing life without parole for killing Mom and her lover with gunshots to the head. Yeah, I never mentioned that to you, but then, I seldom brought it up at all. Dad rotted in prison where he belonged, all because he caught Mom with another man.