One of the other men handed him a scissors. They all had erections. Snip, the left strap of my bra was cut. Snip, the right strap fell. Tears started ...o well in my eyes. He placed the scissors between the center and cut. Although cut, my bra continued to cover my breasts. But that didn't last. Within seconds I felt the cold air on my nipples as he pulled the bra totally off from around my back. I sat there in shock. "Very very nice. I love your tits Lisa." If I could have, I would have spit in. I went over and opened it up. It was password protected, but less than a minute of semi-inventive thinking cracked it: my birthday, preceded and followed by my initials. Finding the folder containing her pictures took less than a minute. They weren't even hidden. There were hundreds of them. Hundreds and hundreds. All the way back to when she was 14 or 15 years old, I gaped at the things she did and knew I'd never see her again as just my motherI purposely hadn't masturbated attached to the. Melissa moved him down the bed until she was satisfied with his position, and soon he realized what she had in mind. Sandy climbed up on the bed and stood over his head. Without removing her short dress Melissa climbed up and positioned herself over his face and her dress was over his head. When she lowered herself onto his face, her thick thighs squeezed his face so much he automatically stuck out his tongue. She moved enough to sink down over his tongue and he was smothered in her soft. She reached her hands out to lower my briefs when I slapped her in the face hard enough to sting but not hard enough to turn her head around; ‘Use your slimy mouth dumb bitch.” She took a couple of hops on her knees and began tugging at the waste band of my undies with her teeth and mouth. My erect dong was stretching the material tight so it made it difficult for her to get them past the northward pointing pole. She finally got them down close to my knees and I told her to get my cock lubed.