My eyes remained focused on the ground. I did not wish to view the events at either side of me that my ears endured. The pungent smell of feces, semen... and urine on the return trek through the woods almost caused me to vomit.I was young but not stupid. It was an intentional lesson for me that he was my protector, my savior from the evil-doings of human beings to fellow human beings and to gain my appreciation of his mercy of what might have been. Clearly, I was his and why he shared me with only. Well how was I to know that they were new and somehow special? Well I got home from school one day, completely focused on wondering if my geometry teacher had a shaved pussy and there was mom, sitting on my bed, legs crossed with my "collection" in her hands (I kept them under my mattress where no one would look, so I thought).Well I thought she would tear into me as her panties were all filled with dried cum. Instead she said, "Now Matt, I understand that all boys your age have urges, but. It excites me to think that I might have been the father.This feeling of sexual dominance spilled over into all aspects of my life. I am an IT professional and very successful in my career, and I was responsible for hiring a few talented people from a very large population, all of whom had the right credentials. This was a time and environment when men would do almost anything to get one of these jobs, which could drastically improve their station in life. One man came to me for an interview. Erica was still massaging my bulge, but was having some trouble so unzipped my zipper, exposing my cock. It was dangling in the air and Erica moved lower to take it into her mouth. At the same time, Rita proceeded to take off my shirt. This was sheer pleasure. I started to scream loudly and moaned with pleasure. Just before I cummed, Erica took me out of her mouth and smiled. She said softly "I love you De'Veane...I want you so bad..." I smiled back. Unlike Rita, Erica just tore away at her.