"Or we can drop you off downtown dressed as you are in the red lightdistrict to make your way home, I'm sure the men down there will loveyour new look..." All the women laughed at the thought.I knew there was no way I would survive in that area and getting backwould be near impossible being 30 miles away with no money. It lookedlike either way I was getting fucked but at least with the women thecocks weren't real.I bowed my head and mumbled, "Ok I'll stay here." What was that, I couldn't hear you.. * * * * * By around the 16th of April, Randall had enough and threw a hissy fit before stomping down stairs to Randy’s dungeon. I can only imagine what was said. Randy came stomping up into the kitchen wanting to know why mom was neglecting Randall. Knowing when to get out of dodge, I picked up Erin and we went to the play room upstairs to read some more of Grimm’s fairy tales. After the inevitable argument, Randy was back to berating me any chance he got. In an odd way it was good to get back. She was weak in the knees but she leaned against the dresser while she watched her Sister get pounded. Our bodies slapped together loudly as Mom started to scream. She squeezed my cock tightly as she climaxed on her son one last time. I kept stroking into her incredibly strong kitten, making the most of her wetness. Finally my knees went weak as Mom took all of the seed that I had left in me.I held still for a while as we soaked in the afterglow of our passionate sex session. I motioned for. So I watched them date and felt sorry for myself.I didn’t like Roger anyway. He was an arrogant asshole. I guess he thought he was hot shit because his family was one of the wealthiest in town. Even though I didn’t like him I was always civil to him until the day in football practice I hit him during a scrimmage and he got up and said:“Hey dick breath; no need to take it out on me because you can’t hold on to your woman.”I was half a second away from creaming his ass before I caught myself. If.