" she began to explain her scandalous, immoral past."Son, I'm afraid your mother isn't the woman you know. I'm not the pure, unspoiled, classy lady th...at you know me as. Truth is, I'm just the opposite. You see, when your father and I first met, it was at a strip club and your's truly was the headliner that night."That's right, son. Mama was a stripper! Not only that, but I was a whore as well. I would take club patrons who wanted a little something extra into the back rooms - the private rooms. “I am going to fuck her ass.” I could feel the head of his cock at the entrance of my hole, he got more pussy juice and rubbed it on his cock. Using his hand he guided his cock into my asshole, I thought I was going to die. When he got it all in the pain decreased. He grabbed my hips and started pumping in and out. While I was laying there with my face down Rob tried to stick his cock into my mouth. All I could do was to lick the head. I started shaking and climaxed. Jim fucked me hard and. It may sound seedy, but that was the reality at the time and believe me, I would get even more depraved in the years to come.College only brought more pressure, expectations and scrutiny. I had even resorted to late night visits to an adult book store. Yes, I was “that” guy, hat, dark glasses, sneaking into a video booth hoping to find cock sticking out through a glory hole. And it was very addictive. Being on my knees in a cum covered, dark booth, the only light being from the flickering video. " Everybody raised their drinks into the air. "To Evil PettingZoo, who's going to rock the house next Friday night!" Everyone clinked theirdrinks.Then, Jeremy stood up. "I'd like to make a better toast," he said, grinningat Damon. "First, to Damon, for working his ass off to get us this gig, forwriting some of the best music I've ever heard, and for just being anall-around great guy. Cheers." Next. To Johnny C. Johnny, you're the rhythm guitarist, yeah, but this bandwouldn't work without you,.