I couldn't count the number of times I've whacked off thinking about my own mother, and that it's so wrong only made it more of a turn-on for me.Not u...til my father's death would I ever have suspected that my mother had the same kinds of feelings for me. A few months after the funeral, my mother started walking around the house in very sexy outfits, ones that I didn't even know she owned. I just kinda shrugged it off as a strange way of dealing with her loss. Then, a couple months went by, and. “Girl, this is where we discuss all our business. And here’s how it goes. For every day in port, you get food, water, and twenty five credits. In exchange, any of us can fuck you at any time. We want your cute little lips to suck, you suck. We want you to put your ass up so we can lube it and fuck it, you put your pretty little ass up and beg for more. We want to fill your human pussy with so much alien cum that your belly’s as round as Kells, then you spread your fucking legs and smile. That’s. She kept moaning and grinding her pussy on my face."more you whore" she then put her hand on the back of my head and shoved my face into her pussy. i licked and sucked every part i could. "oh fuck, oh yes you bitch" she moaned and cummed on my face and in my mouth. i kept licking and sucking her pussy whilst swallowing any cum that got in my mouth. suddenly she pulled my face up and started kissing me deeply. "you're a good whore arent you" i nodded "now you have to clean something else" she. On the eighth day we hired an enlisted soldier to watch Sophie while Elke and I went to the main dining room for a dinner just for us. They gave us a table for two on the outside porch facing the ocean. She sat across from me in her low-cut dress. The candlelight sent streams of light bouncing off her naked shoulders and upper chest. The minimum makeup she wore highlighted her high cheekbones.It was a wonderful meal—Elke was laughing, teasing, and giggling the entire meal. Once Sophie had been.