"For the second round of activities tonight we will be taking you to a den of unruliness to teach you what it is to be objectified in real life. To be...considered a piece of meat to a cheering crowd. You will be performing on stage at the Violet Rose strip club."Claire's heart sank. The idea of having so many people watching her ... She was lead to a mostly empty room with a camera on a tripod."Strip and lay down on the floor, eyes closed, like you're unconscious," the girl said, almost like. The journey north was a mixture of trepidation and sadness. Trepidation on what we might find at the end. Was our young son now the sole male heir of a family which I had given a distinct and very welcome injection to? Sadness as we travelled through devastated lands. Some had been despoiled to undermine the invasion, much had been stripped by the invaders themselves. The people of the region were often missing; had they fled or been killed? Our little band went on with no singing and few. I pump and pump my cock in and out of her. Faster and faster I drive my cock into the convulsing pussy. After cumming twice, I have lots of stamina and don’t have to worry about cumming too soon. Mom quivers and shakes constantly as my cock hits her G-Spot. Mom’s breathing so hard I wonder if she’ll pass out. She cries out “Oh, Fuck me good and hard baby. My God I’m cumming so hard. Keep fucking my pussy. Don’t stop now, I want to keep cumming!!” Soon I feel pressure building in my balls. I. I want to get you into a safe place and make love to you. No more games for tonight.’ We walked on the streets to where we had parked the car, tired but happy. We barely said anything to each other. It had been such a wild bad evening, but we were both so safe. We were both with each other and we were both deeply in love. Everything was as it should be. We got to the car and hopped in. Peter drove us back to his place, back to our little shared cottage. We chatted a little about highlights of.