They throw dollarbills at my feet, shouting, reaching out to cop a feel, lewdlypropositioning me. I spin and dance just beyond their feverish, graspin...fingers. They laugh and curse and coax me back. Their voice is thephotographer's voice telling me to bend over, shake my ass, lick mylips, feel myself up for the audience. I feel the damp spot forming onthe front of my panties. My own genitals are locked securely away in apink chastity tube to prevent any "accidental appearances." No one wantsto. Get a dollar figure they’re comfortable with, and that’ll be your basic budget. Then, while you’re still together and everyone’s mind is on the subject, explain to them you and I will cover all the expenses incurred beyond that total.”“I know what you’re saying, but I can see their pride getting hurt.”“I can too, but express your heart and your fears. Reassure them we have the money to help if needed, then work to transform the hurt pride in themselves into an honest pride in their daughter.. Wilson mounted her from behind blocking my view. All I can see now is Mr. Wilson's hairy ass and I can hear skin slapping and a sloshing sound, I can see his nut sack and my mom's legs. After a minute or two of watching Mr. Wilson's ass he growned real loud and his head tilted back, his ass muscles tightened. I watched as he stepped back and walked out of my view, I could tell he was dressing then he walked back over and shook my mom a little, she was out cold. He told her thanks and I heard. Rebecca is justwatching but her face is hard to read, I can’t tell if she’s still scared, or if she might be enjoying it. Only one way to find out, so I look to her with a raised brow and let her know it’s time for her to participate. Her response was more than surprising,it was downright shocking! Right as Jennel removes her hand from my cock, Rebecca grabs hold of it, gives it several firm strokes then leans down to begin licking my cock from all directions. I couldn’t help but let out a.