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“Sounds like some things never change,” I mutter. “You can say that again, of course, everyone has pretty much ostracized Greg since they found out he’s gay. I don’t see a problem with him being gay, it’s the whole cheating thing that bothers me,” she carries on. My mother has never been one to judge a person based on sexual orientation or anything like that, she’s fairly open-minded… But she takes honesty very seriously. Betray her trust and you’ve earned a spot on her shit list, especially since my dad cheated on her many times over. That’s why he’s no longer in the picture. “I feel so bad for Lucy, she’s such a nice woman and to go through the shame of being cheated on… It’s just so sad,” she says as I grab my luggage and we make our way out to her car. “Kai, you know I don’t care if you’re gay, right? But you better promise me no matter who you start dating, never ever cheat on them!” Even though I’m not gay, everyone seems to think I am for whatever odd reason. I’ve dealt with it my entire life, I’ve kind of just go along with it now. “Mom, I’m not that kind of guy,” I tell her kiddingly. “Give me a little credit, will ya?” “You’re right, I raised a good boy,” she says as she opens the trunk and I set my bag inside. “So where do you want to go to eat?” my mother asks as we get into her car. “Hmmm, so many choices… How about that Chinese place I love!?” I ask. “Sorry honey, it closed last year…” “What!? No way!” I can’t believe they would close! They’ve been open since as long as I can remember… “I was fuck just as surprised as you were… Hey, there’s this new Mexican bar downtown. Want to try it out?” she asks. “Sure, why not.” It takes us an hour to get to our little town from the airport and we finally arrive downtown. Mom parks the car in a small lot and pays the meter. It was only a couple of blocks to the little Mexican restaurant, called the Cantina. It’s a small little joint, in the back alley behind the main strip through downtown. My mom calls it cute. It’s a blend of different colors, bringing out the stylish Hispanic culture with all sorts of decorations from little Mexican sombreros in the center of each table to the ponchos the wait staff wear. Truly makes you feel as if you were in Mexico. It was sort of busy, but we managed to get a seat at the Bhabhi outside dining area. “So, how is work going?” my mom asks as we browse the menu. “Ehh… I’m making good money, but I still feel like I’m at the bottom of the totem pole. I mean come on, I’ve been working there for 4 years now. I’ve pulled more than my fair share of work and yet I feel like I still get no respect,” I tell her. “Oh don’t worry hun, you’ll get there. It takes time. Just keep plugging away.” “I don’t know, I’ve been thinking of leaving for a while now,” I admit. “If that’s how you feel, then you should do it. “Pleased you made it happen, you have made Sydney special for me,” I smile. He was stupid not to take her instruction. “Here it is, Sirvard,” my husband said, handing me the bag. It was barely 6 inches from his face as Caitlin led him up the steep stairs. When she did a complete 360, Alan told her to turn around facing the other way. Super high on the drugs, Pinkie felt her bare cunt fill with cum as she deliberately leaned back and stretched her own tits even further getting more cheers from the lust crazed crowd. Those things felt like warm blankets on a cold night for a boy who was skinny, cumbersome, insecure, and not boy-like enough to fit in with many others. I moaned into my sister's mouth as I savored this amazing delight. After the drink I was feeling refreshed and I decided to do the same circuit again. "Yeah, you taste really good." “Cum on her face, sister dear! “Well, if she doesn’t want to tell you the details of her private life, why should I?” I asked her. Because of the total time involved it would take two full classes for all 15 girls to suck my penis. That would take at least a day per mold so the more we could do at one time the better. It was the method of farewell that was unique for his adolescent eyes. "Are you telling me to go find someone else to play with?" With a final heave, she came inside me, and I arched back in the carnal delight of it, feeling her hot seed pour into me. Then the tentacles pulled her into the darkness, her cry fading into the discordant drone of moans that filled the room. Jennifer pipes up, “Mark? "I just wanted to inform you that a wine tasting is available in the vineyard if you are interested." “Yet,” he said with a fond Bhabhi tone. “Yours usually do,” Margi said, and everyone laughed... except me. I was too scared to laugh. And didn't want to. You fucking lured me out to a public place and took advantage of me right there, not taking no for an answer.” I retorted. fuck