Joan crumbled and told me that Mike had instructed her that she had to get it to prove she was a whore. He had apparently told her who to go to, to ge... it done and that she had to pay the guy with her body. Joan went into the detail of how the tattooist was expecting her and that he closed his store while she was there so they would not be interrupted and how she was roughly anal fucked before getting the piercing. The piercing was a gold ring with the Letter M hanging from it which was another. She felt his huge cock pressing against her ass and feared that he might try to take her asshole. God, he'd kill her if he did. She tried telling him so, but the words came out jumbled and sounded like a moan. "Shh, baby, I know," he said and slid his hand between her thighs, his fingers finding her juicy cunt. After finger-fucking her for several seconds to make sure she was still lubricated, Toby reached down and lifted her leg back and over his so that his big cockhead was lined up perfectly. The images became memories and they centered on a family traveling in a station wagon on their way to a Memorial Day picnic at a small, local park and campground near Winter Haven, Florida for a community day followed by fireworks. Their car was the typical American family vehicle. The father was a confirmed Chevrolet man and as such, bought a brand new 1955 Chevrolet station wagon. Since it was in the days before air conditioning they were all hot and sweaty.The memories poured into my soul. Suraiyas gaand. When I almost reached climax suddenly there was a knock on the door. I got angry and hurriedly put a half pant and opened the door. It was my mom.She told me to go to the nearest bazar and get some eggs. Then she turned and walked away. I was still very horny then and suddenly my eyes went to her ass. Her ass was big as my teacher’s ass. No, it’s bigger. It has more flesh and it was moving heavily while she was walking. My mother was a bit plump and her skin was fair white. I.