”Mom, “Fuck no, not my ass.”Mr Kay, “You are my bitch, and I’m your master, don’t talk until I say so.”Mom, “Yes, master.”Mr Kay sli...es his fat finger and enters my mom’s virgin asshole. My mom moans as he enters, opening her walls and stimulating them as he slides them in and out. After a few minutes, he decides to put two fingers.Mom, “Ah, fuck, that feels good.”Mr Kay plays with her asshole, spitting it, so it’s wet. I couldn’t believe my eyes. My mom is such a filthy slut. Mr Kay stands up. ”‘Seriously? Then give him a show!” encouraged Lauren.Sara bent her left leg up higher to give the country boy a little better look. She never looked back up at him but knew he was right beside her enjoying the show. The light ahead turned red. She turned up the radio and moved in her seat. She switched and put her left hand the wheel, dancing in her seat. Her right hand moved down her stomach to her bush. Eddie watched, wide eyed. She slid one finger to her lips, sticking it in slightly, she. “Fuck, I wonder if we just hit shore,” I thought to myself. Just at that moment, I could hear voices in the distance to my right. I turned but could not see anything. I started off in that direction, the voices getting louder as I walked. I could vaguely make out moving figures in the distance. As I approached and the figures became more defined, I could hear the sound of male grunts and the muffled sound of my sister’s voice. From this distance it looked like the guys were trying to pick up a. I got no answer at either my office, Tiny's office (I couldn't remember his newish home phone number) or Myra's office. Darn, it's late at night then.I seemed to have a harder time focusing and dialing and decided I really only had one good chance left. 911 or Tammy. I choose Tammy first and after at least five attempts someone answered that sounded vaguely like her. Now the problem was that my whispered speech made absolutely no sense to my own ears. Who knows what I was really saying. Was I.