Mom and Ihad a good thing going; she let me do pretty much what I wanted, and Itook care of my grades and the household chores, like fixing things.Sin...e there was only the two of us, all we had to count on was each other,and this seemed to be one time when she really needed me to step up and becounted, no matter what I wanted. In my mind, there was only oneconclusion I could come to. I had to do it. I had to become her daughter,at least for a while, regardless of what I wanted. But once I was. They tasted so salty and Stuart moaned in ecstasy. I looked right into Stuarts eyes and started to suck his toes, I was sucking on Stuarts toes like I'd been sucking on his cock but this time my cock was inside his arse and he was watching me intensely. Stuart was wanking his huge cock really hard and fast now he started to breath really fast and heavily and I could see the blood rush into his face again he eyes rolled back in his head. I sucked hard on his toes and started to cum as my cock. I did. "You're ready for this. Your hole can almost take my whole hand." She leaned closer and brushed the hair from my forehead. "They are going to want to use belts on you," She said. I could tell from Her eyes that She was getting turned on just thinking about it. I felt my cock stirring, tugging against the tape. "Open your mouth," She said. I leaned my head back and opened wide. She pushed Her fingers as far back in my mouth as She could. I felt the urge to gag but She'd trained me well. We enter. We draw looks, but it is not extremely rare for college girls to visit, if accompanied by boys. The building is about 20 yards deep, with a long bar in the back straight from a western movie set. Dark tables and uncomfortable low back wooden chairs inhabit one half of the bar, on the street side. A jukebox sits in the middle. Except for a few golden oldies, the jukebox spits out country records, twenty plus years old. I recognize Patsy Cline. Probably 30 men, most of them middle-aged.