“You guys have entirely too much stuff, this is ridiculous!” Stephanie said in mock shock.“Oh be quiet, you probably have more stuff than I do.�...�“Nowhere near this much. What do you do, shop every time there's a sale?”“Pretty much. All of us do, well except dad and Randy, the bagboys,” I laughed.“I wonder what they're all doing now. Did Randy tell you where they were?”I knew exactly where they were, two of the worst places they could be right now, at a baseball game, then a bar. Both of those. "No problem. Get your ass in here!", she said as she patted the passenger seat.Her house was about ten minutes away. As soon as we were out of the parking lot and on the road, she reached over, stuck her hand down my pants, and grabbed my hard dick. "I'm only about six inches." I said. "Don't worry about it. You probably won't be using it much anyway!", she said as she gave it a squeeze. I reached over and took her cock back in my hand and said, "Well, I hope you plan on using this!" She just. I feel thecold tile against my penis. Who are the new witnesses?"I told you!" Dev motions towards me. "See!'"He's really wearing a nightie," a girl says."It's pink!" another girl says."What a fag!" a guy comments.All kinds of things are said about my situation by several people. I takeit for a while but then I decide to scurry around and face them, stilllaying prone. This just may be the least humilating way to do this. Atthe door were three girls Lisa, Emily, and Abby, as well as a couple. Come on, son, screw your mother." I almost had anotherspontaneous ejaculation!When she was lying on the blanket she spread her legs as wide as shecould, and bent her knees in until her feet were together. Now herpussy lips were wide apart and I could see the pink folds inside. MyMom smiled, 'This is the raunchiest pose I can take, Billy. It's aterrible sin to let my own son see me this way, but I want you to seeyour mother looking as wanton as a slut because I know you want to. Inyour fantasies.