Sex with my husband was like filing taxes - it had to be done and was dull like hell.After running out of hobby ideas, I went online and joined a grou... on social media. Some of the events posted included speed dating, art exhibitions and wine tasting. When I logged on after giving up hope on my sex life, I saw that a member had advertised a BDSM party.I couldn't resist a smile. My cheeks felt like they flushed when I browsed the photos of their previous party. Watching porn wasn't new to me due. "She knows all about Mom. You know we been livin' in this park since I was nine?" I didn't know it was that long." Yeah. Mom lost her job when I was nine an' she couldn't find another one, so Paw-paw gave us his travel trailer. Paw-paw is Mizz Helen's brother in law, an' she said we could stay here for free." Oh," I said. "An' now Mom works at the bar sometimes an' she has money, but Mizz Helen lets us stay here anyway. I don't think Mom could afford to get us another place."I didn't want to. Both of us needed a shower. I got up. Getting Sarah up was more difficult. First, she didn’t want to move, and was, in fact, still experiencing what she called “little cums.” Second, she was exhausted and limp, like a wet dish cloth. I held her up as best I could as we made our way to the shower. Cum and pussy juice ran down the inside and back of Sarah’s legs all the way to her ankles and the floor; her lips were bruised and swollen from our passionate kissing; her pussy was red and wet;. We were both nervous and unsure of what to do next when one of the men who was milling around came toward us. He came right up to the car and put his face against the passenger window peering inside. I asked Mrs O if she was still up for it and she looked at me and nodded. I told her to recline the seat and put her foot up on the dash which she did. I leaned across and pulled the tie at the side of her dress and slowly opened it revealing her white underwear.Without prompting she started to run.