They went to Misty and Lynn and together they designed a new uniform and consulted with Sarah, about the design of a choker collar. They went to Steve... and talked to him about symbols and using the ideas he had provided, designed a tattoo that each would wear.The day of departure arrived and everyone in the community that was not involved in critical operations requiring their presence, assembled to say their goodbyes to the Explores, and wish them well. The seventeen young people were sons and. Only the very upper part of her breasts were accessible and I started kissing them. Her musky body smell was tuning me on. I was fumbling with the hooks on her blouse till she herself undid them and and unhooked her bra. I pulled the bra off and her heavy breasts tumbled out. I took her nipple in my mouth and gently teased it with my tongue. I was also fondling her other breast and rubbing her nipple which had become hard. After a few minutes I pulled her to the bed.We were hugging and kissing.. She wanted to stop dreaming and start living her sexual fantasies. "HOW'S THIS?" Cindy smiled, she blue eyes dancing as she looked back over her shoulder at the photographer while Jake continued tattooing her left buttocks as Crowbar pulled her buns wide open and drove his fingers deeply in and out of her shaved pussy and pink asshole at the same time. "GO ON, FEEL MY TITS!" Cindy told the gawking bikers. "CROWBAR SAYS IT'S OK - HE DOES'T CARE - AND I'M HOT FOR A FUCKIN' ASS GANG BANGING!!!". .." she began to explain her scandalous, immoral past."Son, I'm afraid your mother isn't the woman you know. I'm not the pure, unspoiled, classy lady that you know me as. Truth is, I'm just the opposite. You see, when your father and I first met, it was at a strip club and your's truly was the headliner that night."That's right, son. Mama was a stripper! Not only that, but I was a whore as well. I would take club patrons who wanted a little something extra into the back rooms - the private.