Mike returned with a zipped up garment bag and unzipped it a little to show me the top of the dress. "If you want it, you have to play with us. Hell, ...you can even play with us in the dress if you want." He laughed. I thought about it for a moment. I really wanted to have the perfect dress for prom and this was the only way to get it. "Okay," I said shyly. "I'll play. Not in the dress, though. I need to keep it nice." "Fair enough," Mike said as he set the dress down and came up behind me. He. Gayle seemed to appreciate that at the end of a long, stressful evening. Sometimes, she liked it soft and slow; sometimes she didn’t. The previous spring, she’d looked him up when she wanted a quickie.“You didn’t have anybody last night,” had been her first words to him while he was putting his farm tools away in the barn.“Well, you could have asked.”“I was with Steve, and Greg was Sharon’s sleeping pill.”“Grinding it in for some reason?” he’d asked.“No. You’re the one who’s going to do the. Her hand was still pumping his cock as he felt her tongue all over his still blasting cock head. Jet after jet of his cum kept empting into his mother’s warm mouth. Till finally his balls felt drained and he could feel what seemed like his mother trying to get more of his cum out of his cock. Up and down her head went on his cock as she continued pumping his cock giving Josh his first blowjob. When she finally released his cock from her mouth she went straight for all the sperm that had leaked. There was no fight left in me now, a combination of pain, fear and shockhad rendered me completely useless. My brain tried it's hardest to shutout the evidence of what was happening, but nothing could totally blankout all the contradictory feelings and thoughts that were bombarding it.At one point, I would have sworn that I felt my wings feebly flappingbeneath me.Horrified, I could feel my body beginning to enjoy the punishment thatwas being meted out to it. My nipples were tightening and.