Meeping piteously it flew straight at her and she opened her arms to catch it, cooing sympathy at its awkward flight. In her hands it meeped in pain, ...ts wing at a strange angle and she forgot her own downcast feelings as she was faced with a creature in need of help. Whispering softly to the injured bird she lifted it to her lips for a healing kiss.Instead of a feathery head under her lips, she received a soft and passionate returning kiss... she no longer held up a bird, instead her arms were. Instead of our usual porn magazines, spread out on the bed around us are the pictures Richard’s found. They show his mother in sexy poses every bit as hot as the women in porn mags. She’s forty, with neat dark hair, a good figure, long legs, big heavy tits and a hairy cunt. Right in front of Richard, driving us both wild is one of her squatting on the kitchen table downstairs just in black high heels, leaning back so her big boobs swing up and with her legs spread as wide as she can get them. Everyone was drinking beer and seemed to be having a great party. I wondered if Terry knew this before we came or whether he was as surprised as I was. It took one glance at the TV that was playing to begin to understand what was going on. There I was, nude and being fucked on the table behind the stage. “Terry, I want to go home.”“Sorry Slut, you played me for a jerk and now you are going to get what you deserve.”I had no idea where I was going to run, but I broke from him and headed toward. "I think so," Lynn said. "Sorry, Jenny, but I didn't know what I'd done until I woke up this morning and he informed me. That wine was as strong as brandy."Jenny shook her head. "We're finished. We'll be dead broke in two weeks. Those men will probably tar-and-feather us."Harlan finished his beer and crushed the can."Now don't be so sorrowful," he said. "Maybe you two can make things up to the men somehow. I believe they'd welcome your paying them back in some other way than money. I believe.