“I took Kenny in my mouth there and then. I looked up at him as I sucked his still rancid cock as Colin fiddled with my tits. It was bliss” she to...ld me. “I told you she was a filthy slut” Kenny told Colin.Colin, a white guy by the way, then unzipped his smaller but still apparently ‘nice’ cock in front of my wife and she took it in turns to suck and lick their dicks. “At least Colin’s was clean” Jane told me “but it was nowhere near as exciting.” “She loves dick up her arse” Kenny told Colin.. He never stood a chance and Mum just went to pieces. Scarcely a day went past that she didn’t collapse to the nearest chair sobbing, maybe two or three times. As often as not I would come home from work and find her still in her nightclothes and an old threadbare bathrobe; the sink would be piled with dirty dishes, beds unmade, the house not cleaned, no food in the fridge or cupboards and the laundry still unwashed in its basket.Today was just such a day and I’d had a hard shift on my. When we got to Martys, he met us at the driveway. I noticed how he looked at Vicky and Vanessa. He said, Welcome to my home. I can tell that you are nervous. So lets have a drink and we can talk. We sat in the patio overlooking the animals. Marty told us of how many people he knows that want to try animal sex. We told him that the girls have done it with Vanessas great Danes. So you might be ready to try something bigger? He asked. The girls nodded, We would at least like to look first then. There wasn’t anything to question here.“So, you speak some German.”“Ein bisschen—a bit,” I said. I didn’t want to let him know that I used that sentence frequently on my trips to Hamburg. “Ich ficke gerne vierzehnjährige Jungs—I like to fuck fourteen-year-old boys,” I added, just to pin it down.He laughed again, a tinkly, carefree laugh. He was driving me crazy. “300 euros or $300 U.S.”“Why would you accept American dollars?” I asked. “Euros are worth more.” I wasn’t going to haggle really. I.