Along with the hugs came kisses on the cheeks and pats on the back. The thing is: Mom's innocent. I mean the world to her and generally I am the model...son. High grades at school, play various sports, clean up around the house and am the perfect gentleman. Even though mom had me when she was so young, she does come from a traditional family and has very strict moral values. She dresses conservatively when she goes out but at home she like to wear what ever is comfortable, including very thin tee. This just left us and my mate Paul sitting in the garden sipping drinks and chatting.We were all laughing and joking with each other when i noticed my Mrs was stroking the neck of her bottle in a suggestive manner. I remarked that i was getting jealous of that bottle and we all laughed. It was a long bottle with a thin neck and was virtually empty. She drank the remaining contents and whilst trying not to laugh slid it deep in her mouth swallowing as much of it as she could.Me and Paul were. I was told it is going to fuck me while I suck all 20 of the dancers off. Do you want the ring removed so you can suck better or not. Yes yes off course yes. Out came the ring and in came the cocks. The fucking machine put me in a trance and I milked mouthfuls of cum from all 20"of those cocks. The machine never stopped. My clitty felt like it was going to explode but it couldn't. The machine fucked me at various speeds for at least an hour while everyone In the audience was told they were. .. so tall and strong, would you mind terribly going after your friend? If not for me... for them?" She glanced towards Bird and Bloodhound, their posture close together, a muscled arm securely holding a timid frame and truly making them appear as a couple. Madre leaned in close, her warm breath cascading along Rhino's neck as this hypnotic woman whispered into the space just beneath his ear, "...I think they'd like some alone time, and I feel I already know you so well... You're just the man.