And I had every reason to be proud. This gorgeous, cum-covered fuck bag was my mother. I was a 15 year old sophomore in high school. My mom clearly ha... me when she was a freshman, and she had no clue who my father was. Apparently, it could have been any of about 50 guys, as she had gone to a frat party and fucked half the frat house, been gangbanged by her local high school’s football team after a win in the locker room, and the random smattering of guys she happened upon along the way, as well. Her nipples had been hard all night. Now they were pointing directly into his eyes.The song ended and she started to get off of his lap. "Please I will take another song." His voice was slightly meek, almost pleading. She realized that this poor man was as turned on as she was. Maybe more so. Then he added, "In fact, I want a number of songs if that is all right with you." She reminded him that it would cost him $20 per song. He said he would be willing to double her pay with tips if she lived. “I'm going to come!” I wailed. “Come with me, baby. Come with me!” I let out one final shriek, lifting my shoulders off the ground and cradling Reid's head between my breasts. My cunt gripped his thrusting cock, milking it of all it was worth. Reid blasted me with a jet of searing come, sending scorching pleasure rippling violently through me. He held himself deep inside me, shaking through three more powerful spurts before we both collapsed heavily on the floor. Our chests heaved as we. I told her this was going to be a little different and I may have to kneel on the bed at some point and she replied no problem.I walked around to the side of the bed by her feet and rolled the towel up to just below her buttocks. I then started a gentle but firm massage on her feet, legs and thighs for about 10 minutes. Moving around to the other side of the bed, I stood over her and rolled the towel back down to her waist. She still had her bra on. I told her I was going to unsnap it, so I.