One weekend, my parents had gone out of town and told me that since I was now 15, I could stay home alone. They left and kissed me good bye and about ...n hour or so later, I took a walk down the street and once again, I was standing near the gay club when I heard someone yell at me. I didn't understand them but it came from the bikers place. I walked over to see what they had shouted but everyone looked at me like I had four eyes or something..LOL! One of the guys then asked me what I was doing. “Use your tongue!” Beth demanded as her son’s nuzzling became more enthusiastic. The tip of Bobby’s tongue obediently slipped out between his lips, wet with spit, probing, searching for the center of his mother’s tightly clenched rectal portal. Beth groaned, tossing her blonde hair as she arched her back, hands clutching hard at her large tits, hips slowly gyrating on her son’s smothered face. Bobby’s slithering tongue teased, licking and prodding. His nose pressed into her velvety fuck. It was cold, and I was starting to feel it under my skirt.I had worn stockings and suspenders tonight, partly to keep my legswarm, but mainly because the clients love them. I was glad I hadn'ttried to come out with bare legs tonight, especially since I hadelected to wear such a short skirt.After what seemed like forever, the door opened up in front of me,basking me in light and warmth. Within a few split moments, I was ableto make out the frame of this guy "Jamie," and the more my eyesadjusted. (As it should be and just like the writing on the attached motivational pictures say!) When I had pushed everything out, and he had licked and sucked every inch of my pussy clean; I got off his face, laid next to him with my head on his chest listening to his heart race and said, “I loved that. I hope you did also. You know you are now my cum slut, and you will be licking your cum up every time you shoot your wad for the foreseeable future” He asked, “Did I really lick up 3 loads of my cum?” I.