The scars on my wrist healed but I never did. I was still an unfit mother in my mind and all I was good at was spreading my legs open for men to use. ... accepted those facts and went on with my life if you would call it a life. I was playing the role of mother behind Cathy to my own daughter. Cathy spent much more time with her than I did. I was to busy making money for us to survive. Which was untrue I was to busy getting fucked which I had grown to love. Only when having an orgasm did I feel. What was I going to do, I was still hard and I was so horny and I sure as hell didn't want my parents to find out. My only options was do this or run far far away.Does your mother do this with the older men? No they are our best subscribers who pay a little extra to come hang out with their favorite sissies. So you whore them out? Yep don't worry you get paid now get over here.I sit down and she ties my wrist to the chair, What the hell?? Well you look is not finished. She grabs a wig and. I want to have sex with you so badly, but I’m thirteen and still mostly a little girl. If you tried to spoon up behind me, I wouldn’t even try to resist what would happen. Can you hold me tonight? I promise I won’t pee in the bed,” Pat asked.We worked out the logistics where we got pillows under her so that Pat’s casts were only barely touching the bed with her laying on her stomach. I had my arm under her neck to help her get where she could lay her head on my chest. I idly rubbed her bare. Faster and faster until she could only squeal in delight. She slowly started moving again in unisons, with every push came a slapping voice and sound of wetness that smears his totally wet pants. They humped and pumped. They rubbed and rubbed and gyrated, they pulled and pushed, all of their reserves to stop them were empty, as if they were never their. He felt a pressure in his balls as it readied itself to shoot ropes of cum. Unable to say anything to her, he surprised her with ropes of cum,.