How do you get to Carnegie Hall…practice baby…practice.This little bitch didn’t have all of the right equipment but; I used what I had, to the m...x. After a while, it just becomes part of you; it’s automatic, just like most GG’s.It’s all in the moves.I used to hate walking behind a GG and watching her ‘stomp’ along or worse; walk like a farmer down a plowed field. It’s a matter of grace and poise.I actually ‘studied’ Lauren Bacall for many years; that broad is still sex on the hoof! All you have. I was giving head to one man, jerking off another man, one guy was fucking my pussy, another man was in my ass. Then they would all change and then the next group would do the same thing to me. It was a very long evening that night.At the end of the evening, all the men jerked off and came on my body. I think the term is called bukkake. But, the good thing was I was paid fifteen thousand dollars to do that.Now back to my father. I'd gotten a call from the agency. I was to meet this customer at. ''Keep going! I need you too!''''Need?'' You groaned as if excited by my words. ''The problem is... I will, too''Your voice rough with lust. ''I need to take you''Stiffening at your words, as if waking up from a trance. I turn my face. ''Wait! I can't... I can't do this!''''I can give you what you need I swear it''''Noooo!''Normally you'd let go immediately but instincts told you not to. While understanding little about what just happened, you know we've shared something between us.You seem to. We never missed a single chance to union our genital. Mom got so used to our sex that she refused to go back to dad. Infact dad had to come to my place after two months. He arrived at our house unannounced one night and you guessed it! We were in the middle of our mother and son reunion. We took some time to open the door as mom had to dress up as I scrambled to bathroom to rid off my erection. Mom opened the door and was shocked to see dad there but she quickly covered up the delay saying she.