Then I followed him out into the woods. Most girls who had gone through that sort of party situation would have taken a taxi in the opposite direction.... A very fast taxi.Then I found out all that has been hurting him and that he's pretty much stopped caring. Soon after that I stow away on his ship as he's headed to his brother's funeral. Only problem was he was too drunk to mention before I got aboard that the funeral was being held in the Middle East. This much I might have been able to take. I’d wake up thinking I had a saw throat from him slamming his cock in to it.It was so real that when I spat phlegm out, I thought it was his cum.I was so taken out of my game that I took a week off work.The fact that both parties haven’t uttered a word to me since was nerve-racking.I felt depressed, guilt and humiliation, plus ecstasy all at differing times of the day.It even put me off wanking.Until on the third week after the event, I thought to myself “Fuck it.”I jacked off with images of me. I inwardly smiled a bit because she looked like one of those stupid little poodles that humps your leg."Are you ready to cum yet Bobby?" Just say the word." Good, get over hear and show this little slut what it feels like to drown in cum. Blow your load all over her face. Make sure you get it in her eyes and all over her pretty little head."I had never seen mom being this nasty or this forceful before. Usually, she was the one that loved to get covered in my hot slimy fuck juice and here she. So we walk up to the driver and confirm that we are the ones that called for the tow back to town. So the driver suggests that we get anything we need for the drive back to town since he'll need to have us ride in his tow truck. So the two of us leave the driver to begin connecting the tow bar to the front of the our truck while we get some snacks and our phone charger and an extra pack of cigarettes for each of us. Of course, during this time I can't help but keep leaning in towards the side.