I ate quietly and returned to my room. I wasn’t sure what I wanted to do though did have to be out at the house in an hour for the painter.I left an... went by a moderately high end outdoor furniture store. I bought some chaise lounges, a table, chairs, and umbrella, and some other chairs for outside. They would be delivered tomorrow morning. I made it there in time for the painter. He and I walked through the house going over the paint samples I had and where they would go. He gave me a price. It went on like this for what seemed like forever. I was forced to accommodate all kinds of men. My body was strapped down and I soon began to feel sticky cum running out of my abused slit and onto the table. But that didn't stop them from coming. The men were eager to fuck me and there was nothing I could do to stop them. My mind soon became numb as man after man mounted me and shot his seed deep into my body, mixing his essence along with all those others. When they finally stopped coming, I. Now Grace, I'm going to tell you something, and I need you to promise me that none of this leaves this house. Our lives together depend on that—do you understand?"Grace nodded, acknowledging the serious look on her mother's face.Zach had rushed from his mother's room once Grace had been caught spying on them. He was worried sick, thinking things were going to be changed forever. He might even have to leave—to leave his mother, the most beautiful sexy woman in the entire world. She was the woman. She had already gotten two offers and felt reasonably certain one of them would pan out in the near future. Still, she was reluctant to give up her pretty fanny because she was fostering the fantasy of virginal status to both her prospects. I remembered she was mostly centered on oral and anal pleasures and I guess that was a common sense approach to remaining at least without child if not truly a virgin in thought and deed.I did enjoy the riding even if the benefit of available pussy was.