I’m starving” “Just hang on a little while longer.....it’s better than candy.” Wow, better than candy, I thought to myself. However, the sho...w did finally come to an end and many a disappointed male left the gallery with neither a painting nor a phone number. The whole thing drove me nuts. You suggested we go out to dinner and we walked to a little place down the street. It was getting late so town was quite and it was easy to get a table in the nearly empty cafe. It was very nice. Dim light,. "Care to share, Ashley?" she inquired, grabbing his rod."Yes, I'd love to, Christina." You may go first."Then I slowly took his member into my mouth and looked up at him. I got to relish the sight of him cherishing me yet again, which was not only great, but enticing, to say the least. It was wrong, but very right at the same time as I let my lips rub on his dick again."Oh, step-mommy, that does feel good," he moaned, placing a hand on each of our heads."Don't cum in her mouth though, Ryan;. I was stunned and this time to my horror, they looked like they wanted to do more than just fill my holes.“You will never feel another dick in your pussy, Asha. You will spend the rest of your life thinking of the pleasure we gave you tonight”, the boys said together, holding a huge ROD in their hand.“It is so much fun making mothers from good families feel like cheap second-hand sex toys!!” the 4 of them exclaimed.Before I could even try to stop them, Amal and Rashid had pulled my tied legs. .you were telling the truth all along then.” Sandy said. “Yes,” Patty replied quietly. They became silent again. “Are you okay Sandy?” She asked him. “Yes...yes I’m fine,” he told her. “Just shocked that’s all.” “It is what you want though isn’t it?” She said. There was only one answer he could give. “Would you like to say hello to him?” She asked, “his name is Ian.” Sandy felt his throat dry up as he heard her talking to someone, “Hi Sandy.” Said a voice in a heavy Scottish accent. .