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My torso was glistening with the effort of orgasming when Kathleen gripped my shoulders and turned me facing Paul. “ Dominic I want you to kiss Paul… I want both of you to make out together and use your tongues and make it real…I want to see both of you getting hard cocks”.Paul initiated it and I followed his lead and kathleens orders. We were naked arms wrapped around each other and caressing each others arses, our cocks rubbing against each others and French kissing. As Kathleen wanted ,we both became hard. Cannot describe the humiliation of snogging a guy….but my body reacted sexually, perhaps Pauls effeminate leanings helped, I just know I got sexually aroused by it.“Now boys, it is Pauls turn to cum.. Dominic on the bed on all fours for me Now” I obeyed once more to Kathleens demand for the sake of keeping a roof over my head. “Look in the mirror Dominic,” Kathleen ordered again.I looked in the mirror and at myself on all fours with Kathleen in the background watching, and Paul. ” She answeredSo I put some clothes on and headed over.when I got to her place she answered the door looking sexy as hell, he had some yoga pants on, with no panties and a sports bra, she gave me a little peck on the lips when I came in. I asked if I could use her bathroom for just a sec so I could ready myself, I went in splashed some water on my face and made sure I was ready to go, she was waiting for me once I exited, she told me to come to her room she had a surprise. With some of the things we have done this could be anything, I told her that I love surprises. We head upstairs to her room and there sitting on her bed is her mom.I was shocked to say the most, but ok, I sit down and start making small her mom, Tia, after a few minutes I hear Cheryl behind me so I look back and she is standing there in her doorway naked, my jaw dropped, thinking to myself did she forget her mom is sitting right there. “ So what’s going on here?” I asked.Cheryl answers “ my surprise for you is my.
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