I remember getting up early for school each day just so I could catch a glimpse of mum dressing in front of the roaring open fire. To see mum pulling ...up her panties or sliding on her stockings, gave my pre-pubescent cock a raging stiffy.Mum has always been a good looking woman, lovely long legs and gorgeous tits, I remember regularly wanking my little prick thinking about mum. Years later I graduated to taking her panties out of the laundry basket and can still remember the sheer excitement of. Not her friend.”“But,” Andy pointed to Alex. “She’s naked, in your living room!”“I don’t care if she’s being gangbanged by black triplet midgets with foot long cocks. You look at me.”Alex giggled, she couldn’t help herself. Andy’s expression was priceless. Wendy opened the door and waved for Andy to leave.“This is over. I was pretty sure before. But, now I’m certain.”Andy helplessly walked through the door, turning back to Wendy in the hallway, clutching his red heart shaped box.“Bye,” she. She straddled me and positioned her pool of a cunt over my rod. She lowered down on me slowly taking me in at her own pace. As my head made entry I bucked my hips up to exact some revenge. She yelped not expecting what I had done, and the expression upon her face was as if a freight train was headed straight for her. ‘I’m nobody’s bitch!’ I said with force. She reached down and grabbed the taser and flashed it at me. She wanted to get off and taser the hell out of me but her body wouldn’t let. What is wrong with Dan tonight? What is going on that all he can think about is me having sex with someone else? I don’t understand his head. He has known about my affair with Greg for a year. He has accepted it for a year. He has his thing with Artsy. He has Mrs. Patron. Both are fucking him now. He is not doing without sex. Why tonight? Why now? Is it San Francisco? That’s over, I told him that. I decided to end it. “Sex with women is just different, but not as good as sex with men.” “Some.