I get dressed and head for the Blue Moon, a truckers bar. I know Amy likes it cause it's the only bar in town with a pool table and a honky tonk jukeb...x. I arrive to the sounds of people getting drunk, people fighting, and Garth Brooks blaring from the speakers. I walk in and for a second I thought she wasn't there. But the haze cleared and there she was. Leaning against the bar wearing a black skirt and tight, white top. Even from across the bar, I could see she wasn't wearing a bra. She. “Then you can cum!”“Yes!” the MILF moaned.“Goddamn, her pussy just got tighter,” groaned Clint. “She wants my jizz bad. Your mother's a fucking slut. A married whore who can't control herself.”“She can't!” moaned Stefani. “Right, Mommy-slut?”“I need my sexy Daughter to control my whorish lusts!” whimpered the MILF. Then she sucked on my clit.I gasped as my cunt exploded. Rapture burst through me. My body bucked on the massage table. The stars burst across my vision. Juices gushed out of me as. .........My shame was boundless.I struggled to flee. "I'm so sorry. I can't do this. It's wrong. Let mego!"Annabelle gently me held me down, while Rosie hushed me with a fingerto my lips."Shush, Nunkie. You're only doing what I want. And I want the girls tosee this. Settle down.That's it. That's a good boy."Her calmness, her reassuring but commanding tone drove all the fightout of me. I sank back onto the bed, sinking into post orgasmiclanguor, while my pyjama bottoms were removed and various. She would have expected to be sore after he had fucked her, twice, only hours before, yet she was in no way tender, or in any way finished!Not wearing a condom is so much better. God, did I really squeal out in orgasm, when he ejaculated inside me? God, did Courtney and Jeff hear me? They must have, I was so loud. And I think I was louder the second time!She had never had unprotected sex before. She wasn't on birth control, either. This wasn't like her, until last night. She would never have.