Then the other woman and her two men did the same. Then to my surprise, mom and two men did the same. I watched as mom took one mans cock in her mouth... and another ate her cute little pussy. She was very wet and both men had rock hard boners. Mom was laid flat on her back and looked to be no stranger to giving blow jobs. She reached down and pulled the man that was eating her up and guided his cock into her. He proceeded to pound her for several minutes and then pulled out giving me a good eye. Mom, or Dad, or Traci. They all looked good. Traci couldn't be dying; she went to a dance last night."You haven't touched your food," Mom accused."Sorry, I was thinking." I picked up a fork, and started pushing food around my plate."We need to have a talk."Something about the way she said that made me think she'd used the wrong article. Not a talk, The Talk. Damn, Mom wanted to talk about sex. Now I wished I were dying.I took a forkful of hash browns and shoveled them into my mouth."We need to. Zeta staggered to her feet, scared she would fall and be unable to save herself with her hands bound to her thighs but she staggered across the room and knelt beside the Asian girl on the end of the line.John took a nice long look at the line of beautiful, helpless girls kneeling before him, he felt his cock twitch in anticipation of what was going to happen, he checked them out while trying to decide who would be the first lucky girl to enjoy his cock, and he stood in front of them with an. But my body was reacting to his touch. My pussy was already wet. Craving to be touched. The last time my husband had sex with me was when he got me pregnant. My body needed this.He realized that. After feeling my moist pussy he took his hand out and said, “Before things get dirty, let us finish all the formalities. Where do I have to sign?”After his signatures, there was no turning back. Hence began the night of aggressive but passionate sex in a cheap brothel. I was bathed in regular intervals.