“Oh shit.” I got myself moving and went upstairs to mom’s bedroom. The door was open, so I walked in. Mom was lying on the bed face down with he... head on her arms, sobbing. I went over, sat on the edge of the bed and started to rub her back. “It’s okay, mom, it’s okay, we can fix this.”Mom sat up while wiping the tears from her cheeks. “How can we fix this? Men just don’t like me.”“I don’t think that’s true. Can I ask you some personal questions?”“Of course, you can. You know you can ask me. Instead she was staggering down a slippery old cobblestone street in the dark, likely being followed by two louts who had every intention of making her into an amateur porn star, whether she wanted to or not. She only knew of one way back to her hostel on Via Faenza, and in her current state she’d be lucky to find it. Not to mention what would happen if the Carabinieri found her walking the streets drunk. Some minutes later she found herself at an intersection, and overhead was a street sign.. We entered a booth, put a few bucks in the video machine and started to make out while watching the video. We no sooner got started and the window blinds on the booths on either side of us went up and we had our audience. She was a great lover but give her an audience and she got even hotter. We kissed, fondled and rubbed on each other and it wasn't but a minute till I had her shirt and bra off showing the guys watching her beautiful tits. She started to kiss down my chest and began to unbuckle. It was like a surprise to all them. And at the end of party all others left. I stay back in her room to help to clean, meanwhile she went to take bath and changed her clothes. She came back in room but I know this is a golden opportunity that I shouldn’t miss. So before she came back I turned off the light and played some music. And when she came she looked so fresh really guys I found her like sex goddess in those satin night dress and her curvy figure. I couldn’t resist myself but somehow I.