“What are you doing here? Wait, mom, I honestly...”“It’s OK sweetie, happy birthday,” her mom said. “I know he’s here because I invited ...him here. And before you say a word, I am staying true to what I said. We went out to dinner as a family. I never said that nobody else might not be joining us.”“Bitch” Linda whispered and we all laughed. But with my hand squeezed tightly in hers we were soon chatting and having a rather good meal of quesadilla, tacos, and enchiladas.Finally the dinner was. I crouched behind her, unzipped my pants and held my 8 buddy, rubbing it slowly on her pussy. Erica whimpered and trembled all over, but she kept her arms sprawled over the bed and her head lying on the mattress when she felt my bulbous red head spreading her petals over again she just gasped, clawed the sheets as her life depended on that and groaned with that hurt and hoarse but soft voice. AUGH! Erica groaned while I struggled in the initial dryness, the tightest part, and then I felt her. Now, she tugged at theremaining twine and heard a click and the soft sounds of the camcorders running.At this point all she could do was wait, she hoped that the image she providedwas enticing. Ruth-Anne was hot by anyone's measure, stretched out this way,she was the picture of a damsel in distress. In this case, though, there wouldbe no hero who would come along to rescue her modesty. It was at this point,that she started to dribble from her mouth, that only added to the helplesslook. That was. There were policemen raping criminals,ambulance drivers fucking next to wounded people, and firefightersburning houses while getting sucked by beautiful bimbos. Everyone wasparticipating it seemed. Almost everyone. Just like me, there seemed tobe sane people trying to escape the chaos. Some were in small groups,but most were alone. It was easier, as your partners might try to rapeyou suddenly, turning you into sex crazed person.It was all kind of weird: the whole society seemed to collapse.