"Brenda had graduated from high school in the late sixties and drugs were not strange things to her. Although she had been offered chemical stimulants...many times during her adolescent days, she had always declined, afraid of the 'bad trip'. Brenda had smoked Pot twice with her girlfriends, but had gotten caught. Her father had placed such a guilt-trip on her that she never smoked it again. She had also drank a few times with the same friends, but fell out of their clique when she stopped. )It would not be a strange sight to see a mother and her little girl at themall or just walking down the street with the girl holding her mother'shand. It seemed that when I became Nancy on the outside, I also became heron the inside. I loved going places with my "Mommy" and just being alittle girl.The new school term started last week and, as usual, my class was assignedby our English teacher to write an essay about "What I Did on My SummerVacation." Well, there is no way I could write what I. .. In the evening I kept caressing myself thinking about that and I was using a bottle of shampoo!Then the week after, when I got back from school, I quickly changed my pants for a really mini skirt, removed my bra and opened my blouse completely and put on a slut's lipstick!By joining them the three dicks of my mother's lovers became quickly hard and straight, huge, my mother smiled at me and she was kneeling to start pumping them gently in turn ...One of them put his hand on my thigh and I. The man was shaking his cock for the long streams of cum to hit her stomach and shivering boobs. When the orgasm was through, he milked some of his cum on her nipples. He kissed her then and left, two elderly ladies stared getting her ready for another round. There were a lot of aroused people there. I felt their hot bodies around me. I was feeling very aroused, pressing my body against women's bodies. Soft tits and butts touched my body, the girl standing next to me squeezed one of my breasts,.