He'd been on a business trip and the company he been visiting had sent him home on one of their small corporate twin-engine planes. Sadly, the airplan... crashed on the final approach at the airport near where we lived and my father and the other three people on board the plane were all killed. My mother tried to be brave and fill in the gaps that really only a boy's father could fill, but she gave me all of her attentions and did what she felt a mother should do in raising her son.I always. He kissed over the protrusion of her hip bone, down again towards the inside of her thighs and the tiny reminders of the stinging nettles. He sensed her annoyance in the guidance from her hand back towards her clit, but he ignored her, kissing from one thigh to the other while staring at her fully-aroused pussy. So tiny, so wet and such a proud clit that capped the whole enticing area.Frank pushed his finger deep in and out of her rectum while his thumb pushed hard into her newly liberated. She asked her older two girls some questions in French. They answered in French as well but seemed very animated and happy.Michelle turned to me, "Would you accept a hotel room with us? It really isn't a hotel room but we do have extra rooms so you could stay with us this night. Will you? Please?"I looked at a smiling Michelle then at the two older girls across from us. Just about that time the little girl who had been sitting on my lap and another little boy about the same age came to me and. I couldn't believe that these people knew that I was a man, but they still wanted to fuck me like some slutty whore. But looking at the video display of myself, I honestly couldn't even tell that I was a man at first glance... or even from looking closer. All of my features appeared to be those of a slut - and that's all these people were focused on.Suddenly some text displayed in bold red in the chat room. Apparently someone had plunked down $20, the fee required in order to submit an action.