Maybe it's my fault. Please don't leave. You can't use your tickets now, but you need to bring her back to normal. You love her too much to let her de...troy her life--and yours!--like this."Patty and I held each other, not quite hugging, but we were both sobbing. We needed each other's strength. And... we both loved Kristen.Finally, I realized that I really did love Kristen. I didn't know if Patty's analysis was exactly on the mark, I knew that Patty was pretty certain, and I had to admit that. I was wearing atee shirt and shorts. I pulled my shorts way up. Then pulled the teeshirt way down. Putting my legs together tightly made it look like I waswearing a dress.My cheeks reddened at that thought and I was about to take off the shoeswhen I noticed the writing on a few of the boxes behind the mirror. Theywere labeled "MY THINGS FOR DONATION" in my mom's handwriting. I knewthe boxes belonged to my mom and wondered what else might be in them. Iopened each one and found they were filled. I got on my knees between her legs and took her legs on my shoulders and brushed the tip of the cock on the pussy opening. She moaned “I am already hot and wet due to my horny massage so no need to heating up further. Put your thing deep in to my pussy and shut the fire burning for past 15 years” and she pulled my hip. I started to hump my mom softly and finally I was about to cum and said mom about it. She told to fill the entire load inside her hot cunt and cool her. She got up from the bed. I got no sleep or rest, there seemed to be an unlimited of guys coming and going, depositing their seed in my oral orifice or my anal orifice. It mattered not to them which one they used or if they used both, I'm sure some did. After what I perceived to be the fourth night some one with a camera said '...we need to wrap this up and get ghost...' After twenty or more guys the lights were switched an I found myself in pitched darkness. But the rock hard penises kept coming and begin to slack off.