Throughout this entire episode, neither of us had said a word, and we did not speak now. I kept holding Mom's hips, and she kept her ass back tight ag...inst me. From time to time, my cock could feel a little ripple run through Mom's pussy. Again my fatigue crept over my senses, and I fell into a deep sleep, my prick not falling out of my mother's cunt until after I was unconscious. "Wake up, sleepy head!" my mother's cheery voice rang out. I opened my eyes to see her come through the motel room. ”“For what?”I raised my eyebrows at her.“No, I mean it, for what are you sorry.”My inner voice was clamoring at me to say I was sorry for being a stupid worthless slut. I had been a real slut that day after all. Maybe that’d be best, just admit what a terrible person I am and beg for forgiveness. “I’m sorry for being a worthless ... terrible ... person.”“Wow, that ... Bailey. Look, I already know what really happened. Just ... if we’re going to be besties again, we have to be honest. Did you. "You know, Henry, all men are sopredictable. All they ever think about is sex. They want to get theirrocks off. It's all about lust."I looked at Henry. He was my age and handsome in a rough, tough way. Butmore of a male model sort than a construction worker type.My wife took his arm as she sighed. "You know, all they ever think aboutis themselves. They want to dress us up sexy for their pleasure. Do youever think about what we have to go through to look so beautiful? We'lltry on these lipstick. But as soon as I did his mouth covered mine and he started sucking my lips and tongue into his while at the same time poking his tongue into mine. He did this for a few seconds before I realised I should probably make him think I liked him better, so I started kissing him back, he seemed to like that cause he let go of my hair and instead grabbed my ass cheeks. He pulled his face away from mine and whispered imma teach u a lesson u bitch and pushed me hard. I stumbled backwards and fel on my.