It was hot in my hands, the warmth moving up from the base and into my mouth. It became a living thing; the fat mushroom head slippery with its own pr... cum. It dragged itself from my throat, so I could lavish the tip with all the affection my eager and inexperienced tongue could offer. It allowed me to worship it for several minutes until finally withdrawing from my oral embrace. Opening my eyes, I gazed at it lovingly. Red leathery skin glistened with saliva and it pulsed in my hand as if from. "Chazzy said, "I would like to see her again. I liked Sam too. She was so good to Mom, I wish they would come."I called that evening from my office. "Oh, I'm so glad you called. I was hoping to get an invitation. Sam has been wanting to come up for weeks now. There is just one hitch. He has a friend that was going to hang out with us during the week. Can we bring him as well?" Sure, the more the merrier. Delores is still here with Chazzy." Great. Marv, this friend of Sam's is a surgeon. He. Now, however, a strange yearning drove me on. One that I feared, yet had to explore. I had to know. Was I a slut? Am I a slut. To be used by men for their enjoyment. I had to laugh, for I suddenly realized that this latter part was my marriage: Being used by hubby. The selfish bastard.KMart was coming back into view. Driving more carefully, more attentively, I switched lanes. The centre. The right. The turn lane.Fear gripped me.A quick glance over my left shoulder, a mighty jerk on the steering. . Tissues ... Ms. Connor is right. She’s just like me. Mother and daughter. Two hopeless humiliation sluts exposed and treated like play things by teenage cheerleaders and their beautiful young coach. Tissues had been stripped naked, had all her humiliating secrets exposed. Her flat chest, thick sensitive nipples, bald mound, thick pussy lips and huge horny clitty all completely exposed. Promises were made to further expose her humiliation at her school, maybe others. She came in front of all.