Her hair was hanging loosely and she had a sheer robe covering her breasts and had a black dildo protruding from her ass.She smiled at me when she not...ced me looking at her. I smiled back."I was so thirsty!" she said taking a can of vegetable juice from the freezer."Sure mom," I said and thought about my mother with her young friend in the room.The girl had come to our house with her mother a couple of days back. The woman was a friend of mom and wanted her daughter to learn the secrets of the. I know it can't have been easy, coming here to admitthat you put on those panties. It took courage to come to me and saythat. Although I imagine you didn't have much choice in the matter,still it took courage." Thank you," I shift uncomfortably. "I guess." So now what?" she asks."What do you mean, now what?" Are you going to keep wearing them?"I don't know what to say. I know what I want to say, but I just can't."It's okay, Marshall," Morgen says, gently. "You can say it. Rememberthe panties. Behind her she could feel those fat, leathery balls bouncing off her asscheeks, slapping at times against her clit, making it tingle even more. Heated rushes of air blew against her thighs. Fucking. Fucking. And now he was building the tempo of his fucking, holding her more tightly while groaning low and loud."Ohhhhhhh, baby, baby!" he cried, his head tilting back.Betty moaned back, jerking her body from side to side, doing everything she could to intensify the feeling of having her cunt filled. Of course, that meant back to my cheating husband and limited sex life. I looked down at the cocks, several of which were perking up, extending to lengths I only thought possible with silicone. “Let’s fix that,” I said. And with that I stripped down to nothing, nine men watching me and stroking themselves.As I finished, I was prodded forward so the men could form a circle around me. They closed in slowly, reaching out their hands as they went. Soon, I had hands touching me from all sides –.