I get out of the car. and close the door. The other dead are not too near. The door closing makes him stop stumbling and he turns his head and look ...traight at me. “JJon,” I stutter. He doesn't move and looks aways slightly. “MMM..Master!” I call him. He snaps his head and looks at me again. Our eyes have met. Does he know its his Molly, his sexy Pet. Near the store there is another store front the window is broken and the door is hanging off its hinges. He is standing and staring. She quickly noticed that he was now at the perfect angle. Her orgasm built and built, threatening to overtake her. He could feel the change in her, could easily read the increasing volume in her cries. It soon felt like a vice was gripping him deep inside her. Her moans turned to screams, crying out his name over and over as her nails scratched oozing red tracks down his back. He slowed his pace and brought her down gently. Both of them were breathing hard, and she pulled her feet from his. He was the owner of a strip club, and was willing to pay my mom twice what she was getting from John. Bill was another around 40, single, muscular looking, and black. He had a thing for white girls, and wanted my mom since he saw her the first time. Mom became a waiter and a stripper at Bill's stripclub. Bill had us move into a house he owned, and had mom dressing even sluttier than John. Bill was into stockings, and had mom wear sexy stocking with her minskirts everywhere she went. He started. I am reeking from cumming and eating pussy. Let me get cleaned up and we can have another good day together."Wynter and I gathered our clothes together and reluctantly left Mom's bedroom. We both were still horny. But we both decided that we'd had enough for awhile. We went up to have showers in the two bathrooms upstairs.After we all completed our bathing we gathered downstairs and Mom made lunch for all of us. It was a quiet, peaceful time, a joyous family get together. The only one missing.