She told me that she was going to totally break me. She was going to fuck me like I had never been fuck before. That it was going to be a truly "fucke..." that would leave me a hollow shell. She promised to love me afterwards.I swallowed hard as I considered her request. I knew that once I committed to this, there was no backing out. I have always followed through with anything I have committed too and knew that it was inevitable. As I considered it, I knew I could not refuse her. I agreed.I was. I glanced up at my sister and saw her watching my English teacher walk away; she wore a self-satisfied grin.It was the following week, on the last day of school, that I raped my Mother.My sister had taken her Christmas holidays and had gone away for the week with her latest boring boyfriend. School had broken up for the year and I faced a lonely existence for the next few weeks, at home alone, a gawky, inadequate schoolboy with no friends, living in a house devoid of warmth or affection. I was. All of them were fans of the young singer/actress and have collected faked nude photos and sex videos from all over the internet.Now, they had the opportunity to make their fantasies come to life.The three of them wait inside Paul's van outside the studio of Britney's first movie. Finally at around four o'clock in the afternoon, she emerges from the building, obviously heading to some club or something. Surprisingly, she was alone and that helped a lot.She was also very beautiful. Her. What do you think he said, in my hands where his wifes most intimates. I was shaking with excitement as I felt the silk like material. Without thinking , I brought them to my nose, and smelled the perfume of fresh panties. He said hang on, and disappeared only to bring back a black pair of panties with a white lace border. Smell these... I did and they were sooo sweet. Took them off tonite, wore them all day he said. By this time my head was in a whirl, here was a guy showing me his wifes dirty.