Once he got home he was to take off all his clothes in the garage and leave them there. He was a little late getting home, he said there was a wreck o...n the road coming home and he had to sit in the traffic for 20 minutes. He said his dick got hard while he was thinking about the fact that his dick and balls were on display and that anyone could have seen him if they just walked by. I had him do a number of chores around the house in the nude while I made dinner. He told me he was horny all day. Leah merely grunted in response, totally entangled in her own emotions. The fact that he hadn’t been laid for two weeks ensured Conrad that his performance would be first rate. With the ingestion of coke and having had it applied to various body parts, Leah was willing to admit that he was more than just a capable performer. He grew solid again and shoved it into her cunt without warning. Leah cried out sharply, but began to writhe and buck under him. He enjoyed the sight of her breasts. As I'd hoped, there was a media circus besieging our gate, and several extra cars parked inside (lawyers, cops, CIA?). Watching closely to make sure no cameras pointed skyward, I descended enough to see that all of my extended family were inside. They were watching TV and talking a lot to a few suit-wearing men that I didn't recognize. My families didn't appear to be under any duress and Ron Fisher had no business getting involved, so I flew back to my tent. Not directly, of course, I landed. It didn’t hurt but it was, you know, pretty strange. That man moved her legs apart. There wasn’t any v******e. And judging by the relaxed condition of my mom, her legs slid apart by themselves. Apparently she felt something rocky from the rear that made her feel that way. She was holding me by the shoulders. Suddenly I felt one more hand sliding between me and the mom’s thighs. That was a rough big hand. My mom was all for it! She tried to move me aside a bit. I lowered my eyes and saw that.