That was Sam. XXX I was glad she wasn’t mad at me. Sam’s cheek rubbed against mine, so silky smooth. Guys were shouting such naughty things while the girls were calling me slut or skank or dyke-bitch. Then I groaned as my mother grabbed my dick through my jeans. My mom let out such a maternal groan, that awwing sigh every mother makes when one of her children does something she finds sweet or endearing. My mother trembled as she joined me in rapture. “Good, good,” she said. “Damn, what they say about quiet people is true,” he said. Master had turned her bisexual. He could only get off while watching me fuck his wife. I hadn’t smelled anything. “Damn, what they say about quiet people is true,” he said. agitated. I swayed and gasped, struggling to catch my breath. Everything happened
