Katy had been fascinated. When she talked to the girl, every time she caught a glimpse of the tongue stud, she'd feel a little tingle in her clit. T...hat summer, the girl occupied more than a few exploratory fantasies. But under Katy's guidance, her clothes became more conservative, her manner more professional, eventually she moved on feeling nothing more than friendship for her mentor.Sometimes in department stores, she pored over lingerie she never had the recklessness to buy. She would. They decided they could still have fun, and set up a video camera. The one in front unbuckled his pants and pulled out his big cock, and told me to lick it. When I said no, the other guy twisted my balls again and said he would tear them off if I bit his friend. I did what they said and licked it, as I cried. Then, I felt the guy behind me smearing something on my ass. I could guess what was coming, but couldn’t do anything, as he shoved the head of his cock into my ass. At the same time. And neither of us used the other. We shared something beautiful with someone we love. We expressed our love. And, no matter what, I do not want to stop sharing our love; I can't stop. I need to be with you." I could see tears forming in Bryan's eyes as he spoke. My stepson was starting to cry as he told me how much he loved me, how much he needed me, how beautiful he felt our intimate relationship was. Bryan's tears triggered the flood gates of my own emotions. Tears started streaming down both. She hadn’t so much as looked at him. She just continued to stare at the back of the seat in front of them. Josh finally found his voice, “Where are you taking us?”“Don’t worry about it, kid. Just sit back and relax. Play with those fun bags. Hell, use ‘em if you want.”Josh’s mom always loved showing off her cleavage. The way she dressed, her boobs seemed ready to pop out of her clothes at any given moment. Josh had often hoped that they would. What he would have given...What? No. He would never.