I'd been positioned on my side this time, so I could see her without moving. She was wearing a doctor's white jacket, and was writing in a spiral note...book. Her name tag read "Dr. Payton."She seemed to be shaking her head as she wrote, her lips pursed in thought. After it appeared she'd finished her writing, she glanced up at me. She did a double-take when she saw my eyes were open, and gave me a pleased smile."Well, hello there! It's nice to see you're awake." Before continuing she reached over. This was the point when I realised that I would be a slut faggot for the rest of my life because no one was pleasuring me but I was hard as a rock and loving what was happening to me. After a few minutes of rimming him Paul got up and him and Mark took turns shoving their cocks in and out of my mouth telling me what a slut I was, Paul then moved round to my arse, I heard him spraying lube onto his cock and could feel myself getting excited as Mark sat down and presented his arse for me to lick.. Now ready and slipping on my dressing gown I went to the computer, sat down on the chair and logged in. After the usual delay I found the right chatroom and commenced my search; but sadly discovered that dreamboat15 hadn’t logged in. Thinking that she might on later I thought the best thing to do was to go for a shower, if only to clean myself and pass a little time, and whilst under the hot water all I could think about was making contact with this woman. Now out and dry I returned to the. I'm not going to discuss my mother's sex life with you. Of course she's sexually experienced, but she's also very innocent and naive about many things. When you were here, you picked up on that right away and played verbal tricks on her for your own amusement. That totally pissed me off! No way am I letting you near her again."He leaned towards her, nearly angry. "I cannot state this any more forcefully or clearly: you can't come here, ever! Just standing near the front door like this is.