Ethel left the whore with the word of who she was hunting and that she would pay a reward for helping Ethel to find them.The next saloon Ethel visited... was also typical of the Anglo saloons in this section of Texas. Well, maybe this was a little higher class than most. Ethel talked to the bartender and to one of the whores before joining a poker game. As soon as she introduced herself as Ethel Harris, one of the players asked, "Aren't you the one called The Poker Queen?" When she admitted that. ...you bad little motherfucker you!". Mom came multiple times before Miss Wanda had me dismount my sex crazed cock slut mother. "This is going to be it you two dirty i****t fucking perverts! Mom bend over the table and place your legs together as close as you can and as staight, that's it mom nice and tight! Franky, I want you to lick your mother hot asshole and make sure you stick your tongue it deep!". Miss Wanda directed. I placed my face close to my mom beautiful heart shaped ass and. I looked up to find that she was watching me watch her cock harden. There was a very brief air of uncertainty before I moved in and kissed her lips and to my delight she kissed me back. It was a soft gentle kiss at first. I guess I was just testing the waters but after less than a minute the lust that was building up inside me took control. The room was filled with that breathy sound of two people kissing with both passion and sexual desire. Her tongue slide between my lips and danced with. Yep, we all relaxed and I lay back in the tub, letting the guys look on. Joe got out for a moment and went to the other room while the guys watched the game in silence. When Joe returned, he sat right next to me and resumed touching me. This time, the others tried to ignore it and I thought they probably felt uncomfortable. But Joe began rubbing my clit, going faster and faster till the waves definitely gave away what he was doing. My moans helped, too, as he inserted fingers and really worked.