My wanton lust was growing more perverse with each second. I was starting to wonder what it would be like to lick the piss off her cunt, or finger fuc... her shit covered pucker, having my own mother scream out loud to "keep fucking her shitty asshole with my middle finger."I was kind of shocked. Never had I even imagined kissing any family member on the lips, let alone the depraved thoughts I had now. But I wasn't ashamed. They were fantasies, and besides, my parents, being open-minded as they. I realized then that he wasn't going to tell anyone who I was.I don't know why, but I felt a strong desire for him at that moment, a desire I know a mother should never feel for her son. I wanted to dance for him more than anything else in the world. As the music started I began to dance my way towards him. Everything I had learned about stripping, about rousing lust and desire in men, found a place in my performance. It seemed like the whole world disappeared. I didn't notice or think about. " I whip it out and she is surprised "Oh yes, you ARE a big big boy .." Her pussy was freshly shaven, she must've been hoping for this tonight. She slips in the bath and makes me watch her masturbating, I sit on the toilet and jerk my hard cock. She starts with one finger and then two and then finally shoves 3 of her fingers inside. I strip off and get in the tub with her, I caress her nipples with my thighs next to her hips as she sucks my cock. "Mmm ... I've never seen such a beautiful,. His cock never came out of me but now I was riding him. The big guy put his hands around my waist and lifted me up and down on his cock. I was exhausted but he was the one doing all the work.The Bull impaled me on his cock over and over again. From this position, I could see that there were still about a dozen guys in the room watching me get fucked. The big guy threw his head back and pulled me down onto his cock. He held me there, impaled as far as he could go, while he pumped gallons of cum.