“Good, there was a lot of people and the first night was a little boring because all we did was catch up and talk about old times but the second nig...t was a little better. There was a party and everyone got pretty drunk, some people even hooked up and went home with old boyfriends and girlfriends from high school.” Mom replied and started to blush as she looked down at her hands before continuing to explain her weekend.“I actually met one of my old high school girl friends that I used to hang. ”“Did you have some fun while you here before?” she asked innocently, even batting her eyelashes for effect.“Don’t rightly remember,” he shrugged. “Too drunk to remember much. I do remember thinking there was nowhere to pick here.”“Your life shouldn’t be all-picking, not grinning,” she said, patting his leg.“I grin a lot when you come on trips with me,” he said, distracted. “Hey look. Here comes Mom. Wow! What a dress!”Belle had to agree; the Brazilian redhead’s hair, tan and even her white. You will be fucked, you will be tortured, you will be bred, you will be milked, and you will humiliated. Your son will also be used, fucked, gaped, and he will also use you when we decide he is ready. Amanda's brown eyes grew wide and the tears and drool began to flow even more as the words fell from the man's lips. Tristan's eyes began to fill with tears but his precum was already soaking through his mother's silky panties as part of this turned him on. He was going to get to fuck his mother. Two more men fucked me before I began to regain my senses. There were 8 men still in the room when I was able to sit up. Tim wrapped a blanket around me as he tried to explain the situation. “You are a very sexy girl Denise.” He told me as he put his arm around me to pull me near and explain the need to rehearse potential sex scenes with the other various actors in the movie. I looked around and recognized 5 of the 8 men who had fucked me, the other three must have done so when I was completely.