A woman of around about 30, with long brunette hair, straighter than a die, wearing a tight boob tube top which flaunted her heavenly breasts, and jea...ns that looked like she had been poured into them, accenting the curve of her hips, which gave away the fact that she would have a plump ass, which has always been the feature which does it for me on a woman. 'Aren't you a little young to be fixing my electrics?' Her un-amused tone suddenly reminded me that I had a job to do. 'They let me take. " Maybe we is trash but that don't mean we ain't happy. Sure, times can get rough, loss of jobs, bills to pay, what have you. But me and momma always come out on top.Ever since my daddy left us seven years ago, momma's been going through a bad spell drinkin' and all. Said it broke her heart how daddy left her for that cock-sniffer, Ginnie Wallace.Momma's 54 now and I'm 26. I work over at Bubba's Auto Repair 'N' Such. The "Such" part is the convenience store Bubba's wife runs. Anyhow, I do most. I was wrong once again. The blonde reached between my legs and grabbed my clean-shaven balls in her hand, and squeezed them viciously, as she took my cock into her mouth again. Apparently it was just another diversionary tactic, because the brunette presented her lubed up hand, and began to work it into my stretched out ass hole. As my cock pounded, virtually begging for release, I felt a sharp pain in my rectum, as the brunette succeeded in jamming her whole fist up my ass.Her friend. At high school I was the big dog on the swim team, here, the big dog was a guy called Billy. He was loud, arrogant, six foot tall, broader shoulders than most swimmers, absolutely ripped, not an ounce of fat on him and did I mention how arrogant he was? Billy gave every one a hard time and nobody argued with him. He wasn’t that mean, just over the top and definitely the alpha male. Like most swimmers, he was shaved smooth, all over. Might have been my first day in the showers and Billy was.