In each room the windows had a black foil on it, that no one was able to see through. Each room also had filthy and raunchy sofas and armchairs in it....The porn-movies were projected onto one wall of each room. In some of the rooms there were sitting some men from an age of 40 and above. It felt uncomfortable for me all the time, because I was still u******e and all of the men looked at me as if I were some kind of meat (Back then I did not notice, that they probably saw me as some kind of. ” He said as he got up, moving about in his room. I was deeply embarrassed and maybe even ashamed, to do such a thing, when he could come back and see it I reluctantly did as I was asked, figuring he knew more then I did about sex. Oh, was that the truth! He returned a short minute or two later, with something in his hand. I wanted desperately to stop touching myself, but continued in fear he would think I didn’t know how to please him. He would not show me what was in his hand, simply telling. My body startled and my mouth was wide open, my eyes rolled back and I went almost into trance as the dog fucked me over and over again in a way I didn't think would be possible. My ass burned, and with each blow I could feel him hitting the bottom of my vagina with his cock.My lust rose to unimaginable heights, and I started cumming after just a minute or two. My body convulsed and heaved, and my pussy contracted over and over again squeezing his cock while he kept on fucking me. After a while. I pettedthe pouting damp lips which were peeping through the thick hair and gentlypushed them apart to insert a couple inches of finger. Mom was very wetinside. "Mmm, that feels good," Mom purred. "Maybe I shouldn't have let you dothat. It feels too good." She humped her hips against my probing finger,sending it farther inside the slippery way. "Gee, Mom, thanks for letting me do this. I won't do any more than youwant me to, but I've dreamed of this since I was 11 or 12 years old, evenbefore I.