Real and rare moments of happiness came flooding into my brain. Mum telling me fabulous stories of her time in Spain; her sparkling dark eyes bouncing... from one memory to another in quick succession. Recounting her life with a mixture of genuine sorrow and booze driven excitement. I was never sure if her stories were true or not, but I loved them anyway. Tales of her childhood in various homes in Andalusia; busking with her gypsy family, playing three-card-tricks, and cheating money from the. We met couples of all ages and singles too and a few bi women but usually guys, White, Asian, Mexican sometimes but mostly Black.There were also many times she would take two, three or four guys at the same time and now and then a gangbang or train. Later on, we vetted people online and invited them here. It was also not unusual for us to be at a bar or tavern and she would take a guy out and suck him dry in the car or suck him off in the men’s restroom. During this time we took time out to get. The more he fucked me, the more I wanted, and the more he gave.The ball gag was making breathing a bit difficult and soon my head started to spin. I was determined to not pass out, but it was getting harder to breathe and even though it was pretty dark in my room, it seemed to be getting darker. He pinched my clit, rammed his cock deep into my pussy, the anal vibrator was maxed out in speed and depth in my ass as he moaned and filled me and the condom with his hot, thick cum. The last thing I. I'm so sorry I let this happen." I don't blame you... I just... I really thought that... she was the one... you know? The one for us..." Estelle spoke in between sobs."I know baby, I know."Just then the doorbell rang. Amelia sighed and rolled her eyes, but let go of Estelle to go answer it. Her eyes immediately narrowed at seeing Trevor standing there. For a moment they stood, deadlocked, but then Amelia decided to step outside and close the door behind her."I don't know why you would even.