"Momma don't like me sayin' them words 'cause it ain't proper. Says folk will end up callin' us "trash." Maybe we is trash but that don't mean we ain'...t happy. Sure, times can get rough, loss of jobs, bills to pay, what have you. But me and momma always come out on top.Ever since my daddy left us seven years ago, momma's been going through a bad spell drinkin' and all. Said it broke her heart how daddy left her for that cock-sniffer, Ginnie Wallace.Momma's 54 now and I'm 26. I work over at. Why I nodded an OK to this stranger I don't know for sure, perhaps it was the trill of the moment, but I just stood there and watch as my wife struggled and pleaded not to have her ass fucked.The two guys sitting on either side of her held her in place as the third stranger now forced his cock into my wife's ass. They also muffled her screams as I watched this stranger assail my wife's virgin asshole.After a couple minutes of being fucked in her ass my wife stopped moving and just laid over. Since seniors could go off campus for lunch, I had to follow her and her friends to Robertos Mexican Restaurant. As I pulled up to the fast food restaurant I saw her and her friends had already ordered inside. I went inside and ordered my food, as soon as I turned around I was already asked to come sit with her and her friends. As I slid in next to Megan I could feel her tit pushing up against my arm. As Megan, her friends and I created small talk (mostly about the party last weekend),. John’s attention drifted down, then jerked back up when she cleared her throat, with a stop on the way for her breasts. The pale blue bikini top only accentuated the tanned skin, and the valley between them begged him to trail a finger, or better yet, his tongue, along the smooth surface. With a slight shake of his head, he met her eyes. ‘You don’t believe me?’ he asked with the trace of a smile. ‘Convince me.’ Her voice was low, but the order was unmistakable. John nodded, but didn’t reply.