The ‘oohs’ and ‘aahs’ from the men as my arse is freed from my jeans are intoxicating. My thoughts are to get naked as quickly as possible and...fuck and suck and suck and fuck every man there. But I tell myself to slow down. They are here for me and I am here for them. The chair allows me to roll over onto my shoulders and feet to finish removing my jeans, my fabric covered mound arching into the air. My jeans join my boots back behind the chair with a toss, well out of the way. My left hand. She just held me in this intimate hug silently humming and whimpering. Her hum or whimper too was just like a Mom does about a child. I put my chin and cheeks on her head smelling her shampooed hair. But it was all damn sexual, being naked with Mom like this.She relieved from me and said, ‘Okay Sundroo do one thing now, I will sit there on the sofa, and you take care of this buddy until he relaxes. You know what I mean? she laughed.Without waiting for me to say anything Mom went there and sat. "When your dad heard about it he called to warn me; can you imagine that, as much as he was hurting, he was still concerned about me; me, the cheating slut that betrayed him and he was still trying to protect me; and how did I repay him, by hurting him even more, by sticking up for Vic and not believing he was seeing anyone else but me; that must have been like sticking a knife right into your dad's heart."She wiped her eyes again, then her nose; "I knew your father was telling me the truth but. I also licked his balls while blowing him. The foul smell of his cock and I being treated like a slut in crowded place was turning on for me. I ignored where I was and removed the beggars pant.Then you lied down on the blanket and made him face fuck me. He sat on my face and made me lick his asshole and balls along with sucking his cock. His asshole was smelly and dirty. I felt so cheap and this cheapness was turning me on. I tongue fucked his asshole and stroke his cock. This went on for 20.