The game begins and I serve the guys they are all polite and well mannered, the stakes are high and big money is changing hands, after an hour the guy... ask for some snacks and as I put them on the table hands runs up the back of my thigh two of the guys are rubbing my pussy I cannot move from the position I am in, wetness starts to flow down my legs as first 1 the fingers enter my pussy, I start to catch my breath, a third guy comes up behind me and cups my tits which are almost out of my. “Sure, that’s why we put it there. You know the way,” and then she turned away leaving Gemma to pull me by the hand up the stairs. By now my legs were feeling so weak that I felt I could barely walk. Horse cock? Walking bow-legged for a week? Novice room, and a spy hole? What the hell had Jill and I got ourselves into?We turned left at the top of the stairs and Gemma pulled me into the first bedroom that we came to. She pulled the door shut behind us and turned a key to lock the door, adding. I was a girl! I was a sexy, pretty girl that every man wanted. I felt free. Free to explore a side of me that I dared not allow out before. Now, I could care less. As we strolled around, I began to let my hips sway. I would stop and flip my long hair as I acknowledge a guy staring at my beauty, my sexiness, my wanton attitude. I told Mary that I was hungry. We went to the food court and made another scene. No matter where we went, there were males of every age, shape, race looking at us and. She let out a seductive cry and bit her lower lip. Mom was acting like a cat in heat; completely feral and uninhibited. Jim stood upright, kicked his shoes off and removed his already unbuttoned jeans and t-shirt. Naked and holding the base of his partially erect cock he approached her, “Clean my cock dirty cumslut. Make it hard Mom so I can fuck you again.” He ordered. Her mouth opened wide and he fed his mom his half-hard cock for her to suck and clean off their special mixture of cum and.