I took the car and drove across town, nearly 25 miles one way, stop light to stop light. There was no quick way to get there on a busy Thursday aftern...oon after school right at the beginning of rush hour. While I was sitting at a traffic light, my cell phone buzzed. It was from Alan.“Hey there Alan, what’s going on?” I asked.“I’m here at your house and your Mom says she sent you on an errand, when do you think you’ll be back?” He asked me.“Well, this traffic is horrible. Mom wants some sort of. My boy started giving me a reach around and I almost lost it. My body was not one fluent motion now but a shiver moving up and down. My wife saw this and came again on her boys cock. She then moved all of us to the bedroom where she told me to lie down. She climbed on top of me in a 69 and told her boys to get in position. I felt my legs being lifted by my boy and he slowly slid his cock into my ass again. The same with my wife's boy toy came up behind her and started fucking her pussy. Oh fuck yes that’s it, that’s it give me your cock.” I told him as he began to hit home. After his first few stabs found my clit and my pussy lips he finally hit the target. With just a couple more thrusts he slotted his dong easily into my wide, wet, fanny and began screwing me with a hard and fast rhythm.“Oh fucking hell that’s it baby! Fuck it, fuck my cunt. Fuck mummy, go on baby fuck mummy hard!” I urged him on as he banged away at me. His throbbing cock being withdrawn from me on a couple. Maybe, just maybe, he would leave. As always, moments after he’d slithered inside, the tableau was broken. He took first one step, then another, and another, until he had shuffled his way to her bed. The nightlight only served to intensify his demonic presence. Illuminating one side of him, he seemed only that much more brutishly evil. His fingers rose smoothly to his shirt, gently undoing one button at a time with clockwork precision. Each loosened, mother-of-pearl button was a clock tick.