In need of counseling and help ... and support,” I was a bit overwhelmed by my sudden empathy, especially given that her companion had turned around...and bolted, leaving her alone.“Roy ... he left! I don’t ... I ... can’t,” Elizabeth clearly wasn’t able to go anywhere by herself, but she apparently hadn’t budgeted or planned to pay for the meal.“Mama, he might come back or he might not, but it’s no less either way, is it? Men like him have always come and gone ... and I don’t have a problem with. It was an extreme experience. My first orgasm came before any of the men, but it seemed I recognized each cock inside me explode, my orgasm cresting anew, bringing an ever-increasing orgasmic experience to me.At the end, I was limp and exhausted. The men all pulled out of me, the cameras all catching the streaming cum escaping all my holes, including my mouth. The man there had cum so hard I couldn’t swallow it all. Or, my system was so overloaded that I couldn’t concentrate on that particular. It would have been really great, except my Father was off at the war; at night whenever the reports from Vietnam would be on the TV news, Mum would turn it off. I was old enough to understand what it was all about, the dangers that he was facing.“One Thanksgiving, he was home for a few weeks, and I asked him why did he have to go there and fight. He said it’s because our country told him he had to, and it was his duty. I asked him ‘so what did those people in Asia do to us?’, but he really. At least she pretended to be baffled. I know her better than myself. All the times she'd talked about yet another offer made to her at the fitness club to become a "whore" left me with the impression that she was quite fascinated with this industry. Also, if I was to believe her, her gym seemed to be visited by quite a number of whores to exercise their bodies. She also had a friend who, although my wife claimed to disapprove of it, undertook some activities from time in her bedroom to time to.