It wasn’t that I minded if he fucked me, it just hadn’t been good. I wanted a man’s cock, I wanted someone to force me to be the nasty slut I k...ew I was. I realized I wanted Mr. Miller again, but I didn’t know how to go back to his house. I had no reason too. On Friday my parents took me to the county fair. We all dressed up in ‘country’ clothes, and I was wearing a denim strapless sundress. They gave me ten bucks and let me go off on my own. I’d wandered around for an hour or so and. I didn't look very pretty and I'd sort of hoped I'd find some cosmetics in the bathroom. Even some lipstick would be better than nothing. All I found were strange lotions and tubes and some pills, but I wasn't exactly sure what any of that stuff did. Well, some of it was obvious, like the skin moisturizer. We had that where I came from, too. But tooth ... paste? How did that stuff work?The bathroom was sort of fascinating and I'm kind of curious by nature. I checked the pills, wondering if. I came back to my room. I saw my mother’s mobile lying there. I opened her phone and her Instagram was on. When I opened I was shocked to see her slutty Instagram page. I saw my mother had over 50 posts on that page that read ‘Lollita’.The page had photos of my mother wearing skimpy clothes and which showed her boobs. There was even a video of her twerking naked with her nipples and pussy covered with emoticons. Her bathtub video. I read the description which read. ‘Indian in the US, milf 56,. "He said he wants to see us," I said."Please can we go? Please, Mommy?"Mom just ran out the room and I was quite worried at what I had just done so I ran up to my room. About an hour later there was a knock on my door and my mom entered."OK," she said, "as long as you don't ever tell your father!"I was so excited about the idea of seeing Hans with my mom I had to masturbate and make myself cum three times before I could get to sleep that night!The next day we drove to the motel where Hans said.