We arrived at Brandon's house a couple minutes before 10 and as we pulled into the drive I noticed a strange car in the driveway. I looked at Doug? He... shrugged his shoulders in ignorance.Brandon opened the door just as we were preparing to ring the doorbell. As soon as he closed the door behind me he ordered me to turn around. I obeyed immediately. He placed some kind of blindfold over my eyes. "Wimp, guide her into the living room."I felt Doug's hand on my arm and allowed him to lead me. I was. I stepped out of my pants and followed the leader.In the bedroom, Mom offered that her body was no longer beautiful. Did I want her to stay partially dressed, for example to wear her bra? She volunteered that her breasts had sagged since she remembered me peeking at her when I was a kid.In reply, I unbuttoned her blouse, reached behind her to release the bra clasp and buried my face into her lush titflesh. My muffled voice re-assured her that part of her duties in satisfying my sexual needs was. I wasn't going to be penetrated, but there was no doubt in my mind.... he was fucking my ass. And I was enjoying it. I was enjoying being under the control of this person. Feeling him humping his cock between the cheeks of my ass. Bending over more for him. I began telling him how good it felt. How I liked feeling his cock between my cheeks. "Yeah, man, fuck me. Fuck my ass"He liked it. Bumped my rear end harder. Faster.Rubbing himself against me. Using my ass to get off. Foreskin back and. I couldn't take it anymore and strolled to the bathroom door to watch. She would admire herself, then smile over at me then return to her own reflection. I could tell she liked it. I have never been so satisfied with a gift for someone in my life. She left the bathroom hurried to her suitcase and pulled out a sexy pair of pumps, and a Pashmina to wrap around her shoulders. She always did have a flair for dress. She practically ran to the closet and rummaged for a mesh snood and put it over her.