“Slut clearly doesn’t want it enough.”He groaned, the butt plug sliding out, though the clench of his backside tried to hold onto it for a momen..., tight around the neck of it before releasing. Yet he barely had a moment to feel empty while another, fatter dildo, was rammed up inside him, stretching him out even more than the plug and forcing his pucker to remain wide. Panting and heaving, sweat glistened on his body while the stuffed gym slut obeyed the whims of those he served, willingly and. I was so naïf and did not know what i****t all about after I watched the movie.I could not believe my mother watching that kind of video,but I still afraid of her.One day afternoon coming from school, I passed by my mother room. There she goes with her habit sleeping and showing her pussy. I went to my room and fighting with myself if I should to get closer to see her and her pussy.I finnaly decided to check on her. I went to her room and get closer to her and get closer look of her bold and. Mom crawled in under the covers with me. Her hand reached my stiff cock. Then Mom said, “I thought you were awake. Did you see everything? Did you hear what your father said?”I answered, “He said that I could fuck you.”Mom giggled and rolled onto her back spreading her legs for me.I rolled over and slipped my cock into the same hole that I had came out of, into the same hole that Dad had just fucked, into the same sperm that had created me. Thanks to cumming in my sister three times it took me. 50 cents I raised my hand."I got a bid for 50 cents from that young man right over there, do I hear 75 cents... , the Auctioneer intoned in his usual sing-song manner.I held my breath and waited, hoping no one else would bid on it. It was with a great sigh of relief, I finally heard the Auctioneer say, "Going once, going twice, Sold—to that young man for 50 cents!"A little while later Grandpa and I loaded my newly acquired, but very ancient RCA Victrola into his old truck and headed down the.