I had no interest in attending an orgy of any sort, even as a spectator. I had a boyfriend, we had been together almost three years and were talking a...bout marriage and what would the neighbors, friends in church think if they knew.And then all of a sudden, I didn't, and we weren't.It was not the fact of but the manner of the breakup that was so insulting. He had been a manipulative rat-bastard weasel from the start. It was the pre-emptive show: He preemptively accused me of cheating knowing I. So I said, “Can we just do this first mom?” She shake her head a little and then said “you are always like this, but I suppose we can do that first, since it wouldn’t take long anyways.” I jumped with joy and yelled, “My mom is the best”. Then after I calmed down a little I asked my mom, “should I put a sheet over the sofa like yesterday, mom?” She was thinking for a while and then she said, “No, maybe we shouldn’t do it on the sofa, the front door windows are too close, and I don’t want to be. .." Oh, Harry!" I said, "that wasn't the idea." No, listen," Harry responded. "Let me finish. Right up to the point where she said, 'I hope you don't think I'm kinky, but have you ever tied a girl up?' It took all my self control to give her a less than honest answer."I guffawed in response. "Oh well," I said, "at least you tried." No, don't knock it, Larry. It was good, straightforward, uncomplicated fun and we both ended up grinning like idiots and covered in sweat. I had a great time. I. But the night’s still young.’ He lay on his back and helped her straddle him. She groaned softly as she sank down onto his shaft. ‘I want you to ride my cock, Brandy,’ he told her levelly. She began to gyrate on his erect member which felt huge between her legs. She felt like quite the naughty girl doing as she was told so unquestioningly. She was used to her boyfriends, Dan included, doing all the hard work. Yet here she was eagerly working for not just her own pleasure,.