Soon I could hear that the compere had started up a CD of that loud, brassy old time stripper music, [Everyone knows it..."La-la-laaa, De-dee-dee-dee!...] The crowd's cheers coming through the doorway told me she must be now onstage. I turned back to my beer; but then almost spat it out, when that cheeky young girl and her crony, the lad with the shaved head, tapped me on the shoulder. They screeched laughing and went, "Bobby! It's your Mum! Your Mum's the Stripper!"Looking in, I saw to my horror. I could feel his cock expand as he filled the condom full as his hands and finger rubbed my nipples and his cock trusted hard into me. When he was done, I got off of him and collapsed on the bed, halfway passed out not just from his wild fuck, but I had too many gin and tonics. I don’t know how long I was asleep but when I woke I had a very sick feeling, I was sea sick the boat was in rough seas and when your down below it just makes it seem ten times worse than it is. Something about. The tension began to build. I knew it would not be long until my release. I wondered if I should tell her. If I said anything she might stop but if I surprised her with a load she might be angry. I whispered, “I’m gonna…you know.” I did not know what to call it.She seemed to intensify her movements. I imagined my whole dick in her mouth, maybe even down her throat. That is when I exploded. I think she pulled back and grasped my dick with a hand. She squeezed in an attempt to stop it. " Pop, you said that I could have Sarah first, Ok?" the youngest of the boys said in a squeaky voice."Shut up boy. We got to find Sarah first."Henry looked out over the valley, "Nice place you got here. If you see Sarah will you tell Maize and hold Sarah until we can come and pick her up?"I agreed and walked with Henry to the truck. His two boys jumped in the back of the truck and stood with that silly grin on their faces. The woman in the truck never looked at anything around her; she just.