“What about your bra?” I asked.“Oh, I didn’t think of that. Just undo the strap, will you?”.The sight of my Mothers ass in the leggings and ...he white bra strap across the pale flesh of her back had caused me to become hard and as I fumbled to get the tiny hooks apart, I tried desperately not to rub my erect cock against her ass.I squirted too much Deep Heat on my hand and began rubbing it in. “Up a bit. Left a bit. A bit more…”My Mother had now let go of her T-shirt and had both hands on the. Daddy and Mommy liked him the first time they met him. Mom said he was a gentleman. He treated me like a princess."Of course he did! Who wouldn't have?We talked continuously for twenty minutes until it was time for her to go back. She wanted to know about my writing and I wanted to know everything about her. She told me all about her life. How within months Paul had proposed. Her parents had been delighted even though she hadn't even finished high school. He married her during her Christmas. I was being fucked hard by some guy and he said Bitch he I cum and shot a large load in me. As he withdrew from me I felt like a river of cum was running out of me. He was replaced quickly and it felt just as good. Anthony had set this up and at least 30 guys were there. My ass was used as a cum dump and I had cum in my hair and all over my back and tits. I was so covered that the bar owner got a bucket of water and threw it on me just to some of it off so the others could get a chance. I was. "Oh why," she cooed, ignoring her lack of clothes and Jamie admired the curvy, well-proportioned girl. She was no more than eighteen with straight jet black hair that came down to her ample bosom. There wasn't a blemish on her tanned body and Jamie couldn't resist staring at her shaved pubis and wonderfully tanned legs."Religion," Jamie muttered. "She wasn't the right religion."The girl wrapped her arms around Jamie. "That's so sad," she told him, pressing his face into her bare bosom and Jamie.