I put it in my jeans pocket.I collected my mom’s panty, a first souvenir of the hardest fuck anyone can ever have. It was my reward.I watched time a...d it was 01:45am . it was a good 45 mins session. But next station was more than 1hr now. So I slowly bent down and asked mom “shall we go to the bathroom?”. As expected, she replied “I will give you one with my sandal you shameless bastard. Do not touch me”.That night passed with thoughts about the happened sex upto midnight and fear to face mom. With his hands propping me from behind, he spread my lips with his tongue and the cold metal of his tongue rings sent electric shocks through my entire body. He worked his tongue around my slit, sliding it down to my clit but avoiding coming into direct contact with it. He wanted me wet and begging first. He always wanted me wet and begging.Tilting his head to one side, my cunnilingus-loving man got himself into a comfortable position. When I tried to squirm my hips away, he firmly pressed. Her tongue fevered with desire she lapped at my pussy juices and sucked my clit. I groaned and moved my hips against her face. Opening my eyes i found that we had an audience. Standing before me were men and woman. Some touching others, some touching themselves, but Master sat and watched as my legs were pulled further apart by two males. Soon another female joined in and another. I had a woman ontop of me, a woman beneath me, fingers, tongues and toys inside me. Black girls, White girls, Asian. And whoever it was that banged her brains out had obviously done a good job. Just as soon as she stood up she quickly flopped down on the bed and put her head in her hands. Half trying to remember what happened last night and the other half of her was trying not to throw up from the hangover. Took her a few minutes to get fully composed but she finally stood up from the bed and made the decision she needed some food to soak in her stomach and massive amounts of coffee to help fight the.