I hope you enjoy, let me know.My name is Wildfire. If you were to look at me, you would see a youngwoman of 19 or so. I am not afraid to admit that ... turn a lot of men'sheads. I have brown hair and eyes, and skin so tan that it's almostbronze in appearance. I also attract attention because of my outfit,but I'll get to that later. Why do I have only one name? That's thewhole nature of my origin. Yeah, I said origin. I am definitelydifferent.It started out in a strange way as it was. I. We were all drinking and laughing and I had some music on in the background. Natalie won the next hand and she raised the stakes by asking Chelsea to pull down her denim skirt and show us the color of her panties. We all whooped in our enthusiasm. Chelsea laughed and stood up and pulled down her skirt to show us pink Pokka dot panties that were very cute. Very nice ass! We were all getting pretty drunk by this point. Chelsea won the next game and raised the temperature again by asking Natalie. "I hesitated a moment, but still just shook my head. I really didn't wantto share that with her.But she was having nothing of it. She stood up, somehow intimidatingdespite the fact that she was a mousy, lithe girl, a naked one at that,"Tell me." she said again, but there was a resonance in her voice and Ifelt compelled in a way that was impossible to explain. I just knew thatI could not resist this command."I wanted to shower before you woke up so we could go out for lunch," Ifound myself. "Hands and knees, bitch, dont want to see your ugly face" I told mymother, and she obediently knelt down.Looking down at my mother on all fours i shook my head in disgust. The puke was dripping off her chest and her arse was oil covered and bloody from the pounding i had given in.Taking my cock i rubbed it up and down her pussy lips, getting it coated in her juices. A couple.of time i started to push it into her pussy but i pulled out before i enter her.I could hear my mom whimpering.