..I guess I'll just try and rest. Wait, how long was Iunconscious?" I say as I sink into the pillows."Three days," she replies."Were they the only one... to cause any trouble?" I ask, she simply nodsher head as I lean back into the pillows and close my eyes."I hope you don't mind but while you were unconscious I took youmeasurements as best as I could so that I could go get you some clothesthat at least fit well enough for us to go and get you better stuff."she says."Mmm that's fine...you can go. A bitch. A bitch that wanted her son to fuck that slut stripper into a puddle. She wanted him to hurt her pussy. She wanted him to knock her slutty ass up and leave her high and dry. Crimson screamed and came, ruining the sheets. Chris kept fucking. "Fuck you you fucking whore...fuck you you fucking whore...cum on my son's cock..." Carrie was growling while she fucked her self. A massive puddle was pooled under her ass and dripping on to the floor. A text came in on her phone. She. My thighs weren’t moving. He stopped kissing me and smiled as he thrust his cock hard into my pussy. “Are you awake my slut?” He laughed. I gasped, moaning, “Yessssss Master John.” “Well who would have thought I would be able to have you tied to the bed while you slept?” He said still laughing. “Not fair, I was dead tired.” I pouted. “You must have been tired that’s true, but your body was far from dead my slut.” He retorted. I looked at him for an explanation. “I managed to lick an. I’ve never seen anything like it. It’s brilliant and violet with orange, yellow, pink, and green with blue and purple outlines. It looks like the sex gods gave and just kept on giving!”“Mom!”“No Kryssi, I think he’s the real deal. He’s also very much in love with you.”“Right, mom, like you can see that from reading his aura.”“Don’t need to see auras to know that, dear.” She said to me. “Do you know why I act like this around your guys?”“Yes, mom, because you’re a big slut.”She laughed at that..