She wanted to know more and seemed to feel confortable talking to me about it. She seemed to be living her sex life thru me. After I started college... I still lived at home. Mom continued her quest for sex knowledge thru me. We soon looked at porn on the internet together. Watching videos and live cams. Then one night we masterbated in front of each other. Watching my mom get herself off was so erotic. Then we came across a video about a gloryhole. Mom was so fascinated with this. She stated. ’ As he finished saying this, he glided through the door and up another spiral staircase, this one much smaller and more tightly wound. I followed. ‘And you are a wizard, I can see, but scarcely do I believe my eyes at the things you do!’ I replied. ‘I do not understand why I am here, or what I have to do with this prophecy of yours, or what happened this morning. What is this ‘blue flame corn’, and where does it come from, and why was I not struck mad by eating it as were the others?’ I. I usually got a little excited exposing my anus so flagrantly, and so, when I stood and turned to face Wendy, my cock had become semi-erect. This had never happened before. She said nothing, I said nothing. We just stood there, transfixed, for a few moments. I nodded to recognise her presence. Her face had a strange expression. I did not think it represented offence, shock, or disgust. I thought it was mostly surprise. I could not be sure. She nodded back, and continued down to her back door,. Go, horny little bastards, make what you can of the slut! Go!” And he cracked the whip once more.She felt several large hands grab at her at once, a few of them were callused. One hand scraped her side lightly, but just hard enough to make her shudder. The hands tugging and groping her breasts alternated, a set of fingers pinched her nipple and she yelped. Her sensitive nipples were sticking out far now, her large areoles bared. Her breasts were large and lush, and it seemed as though each man.