One of the men took his cock in his hand as he watched her attend to the other dick and began pleasuring himself, eventually covering her face with hi... crème, while she wanked the other man with her hand. She licked her lips and stood up, getting a wipe from her car to clean herself and then opening the back door and laying along the back seat. The man with the rigid cock leant in and began licking her pussy and I could just hear her delight as he licked and fucked her hole with his fingers. I. Upon paying the cheap price for the room, i tossed my things onto the bed and stared at the ceiling. It wasn't bad. the room looked clean, decent. the shower wasn't teeming with parasites and weird stains. so it was all good for a bit. the only thing bad about it was the area...[ for instance: if i walked to the store in this area at twilight, men thought i was a prostitute] The fight had been about where i'd been. I told my mother the truth. i'd been looking for jobs...since i lost my other. I wondered for a moment if my mother had come like this, the night I was conceived, and in a strange way, I kind of hoped that she did, and that in creating me, she had experienced such unbridled pleasure. Tina and I should have left, and gone somewhere to let Steve and our mother get on with it, but we were transfixed by what we saw, so we stood there in the dark, two teenaged voyeurs, watching our mother impaled on a man’s rigid, unyielding cock. “You’ve got a beautiful body, Stella,” I. She turned to her girlfriend again. I felt let down, but the need to keep going only grew stronger. I couldn't leave, defeated like that. I had to turn it around, somehow. Maybe I was a bit drunk, but she had no reason to be so rude. "Look, you’ve got really nice hair…" "Shut the fuck up!" the pretty girl yelled. "Hey, I’m just trying to be nice here…" I said. "Yeah, but the thing is, you’re not very interesting!" she said. "Well, if you think you're smarter than me…" I started. “Hey!”.