She took our order then walked off to the bar, when she returned she told us the drinks were on the bartender, we looked over and waved to the large m...ddle aged black man working behind the bar.I knew he would not be of interest to Wendy as she only liked hard young men with large BBC. Wendy reached under my breasts and jiggled them towards the bar tender as my hands were up waving to him. He smiled and nodded his head in appreciation. I turned to Wendy and said I told you, you are the one. All buttons of blouse flew in air and a loud tearing sound came.Mom also moaned loudly”aaahhh slowly my darling, I am all yours”.Soon big boobs of mom was hanging nude. She was not wearing bra.I could not believe my eyes.Her boobs were very white with dark brown big circular shaped aerolas and erect nipples.Uncle was sucking and pressing them very madly as if he was drinking milk out of those melons.Mom’s boobs were shining due to lot of saliva of uncle.Uncle then bit nipples of mom and she. . panty girl you called her?" 'Panty girl'. 'Sissy'. 'Slut'. 'Whore.' 'Willing hole'. 'Ass Slave.''Trap'. Whatever I feel like calling her on the day, really. Labels aren'timportant. But what is, is that she's my little unique project. Noteveryone gets to play with her. But if you're nice enough to me ...."He laughed, the entire situation amused him to no end, I could tell. "Holysmoke ... 'Whore' ... 'Ass Slave' .... god you're as kinky as I've heard."I just smiled and felt a delight fill me. I just sat and stared — taking in even the tiniest fleck that danced in the lamplight.I had no idea how it worked, but when the meeting started, I was always the most relaxed person in the room. Maybe I just "owned" the place more than the others. It felt as if it were my turf, I guess.But this time my brain refused to empty itself. Too much had happened. And too much depended on the next few hours.That evening on our way down from Rhode Island to New York we never stopped — other than to fill.