I ran to her and hid my face between her naked tits."Are you ok dear?" mom asked. " I was shivering. "Was that man beating you mom" I finally asked."W...at?" mom was puzzled. "Oh no son, that's what we call fucking." She hugged me harder."My little boy is afraid." she cooed. "Come, lets sit down". She parked her huge ass on the sofa and made me sit on her lap. Then she kissed my forehead and my lips and hugged me again."That man was not beating me darling. He was making mom happy. He was giving. He just stared with his eyes wide open, embarrassed, not knowing what to say. “Looks pretty painful though, having two guys in you at the same time like that. I wonder if those girls can tolerate it better because they’ve done it so many times. That’s gotta hurt most women.” “Oh, she actually had THREE guys in her a minute ago! The first one finished before you came out,” I informed her. Bryce was still staring at her, as if caught doing something very naughty and was trying to make up an. ..that's what makes it so hot!" No matter how hard I tried, my Mom would not give in :-( At least, not for a few more years!A few nights later, it was the big night...Halloween. I had put on all of my makeup...put on my outfit and wig. My Mom was helping me practice walking in heels :-) At 7 o'clock, my Mom drove me to my best friend John's house and we went out trick or treating. As soon as we hit the street, a car drove by and yelled, "Hey baby! How much?" Haha!As I went from door-to-door, I. Then I'd been "cornered" in the Justice headquarters and an FBI team was being dispatched to "take me down." Then ... for a little while, nothing. The next thing they knew, warrants were being served on the two "victims" of this heinous "attack" for their arrests while they were, for Christ's sake, still in the hospital, and the "cornered assassin" was suddenly the man nobody wanted to talk about any more. All largely without official explanation.They hadn't known whether to shit or go blind.I.