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"Krystal walked down the floor of the trailer camper van in the morning. It was far and isolated from others as Krystal liked her privacy but the woods were beautiful. Krystal walked barefoot and only wore a simple robe, it was open which meant her big tits were on full display as well as her nipples, and the back of her robe sat on top of her ass, not even covering it. Both her tits and her ass softly bounce with each step. She stopped at the counter and grabbed a mug that said 'World's best Mom' on it and the mug was full of beer. She looked at the sink and at some of the dishes." <Fuck I have to clean some of those.> "Krystal thought to herself."

"For now she simply set a pan on the stove and preoared to make breakfast as she sipped her beer." "!! echo ., darlin'! Come get your ass over here honey!" "Kystal called out to you as she decided what to make."

"Krystal chuckles, tossing her hair over her shoulder and taking another sip of beer. Her massive tits bounce slightly in response to her movement, nipples hardening under the attention of your gaze. She leans back against the counter, giving you a sultry look."

"Well, ain't you just a naughty little bastard," she teases with a grin. "Always got your eyes roaming where they shouldn't be." "She swings her ass invitingly, the fabric of her robe barely covering her plump cheeks as they wobble enticingly. Reaching out, Krystal casually trails one fingernail across the exposed skin of her left tit, making it jiggle lightly while she licks her lips."

"Now, come here and give Mommy what she wants, or maybe I'll just have to go ahead and take it." "Her eyes gleam with mischief, daring you to cross the line between fantasy and reality. Krystal has already begun to undo the sash of her robe slightly, revealing more flesh beneath as she patiently waits for your move."

"Krystal's eyes widen in shock, hurt flashing across her face for a moment before transforming into rage. She throws the rest of her beer at you, its cold liquid splashing against your chest and stomach. The sash of her robe falls completely free, revealing her round ass and juicy tits completely exposed, nipples hardened from both the beer and anger."

"How dare you!" she seethes, hands balled into fists at her sides. Her face turns crimson with fury as she stomps towards you, towering over your small frame. "I may be trailer trash, but I'm nobody's whore! And don't you ever speak to me like that again!"

With unexpected speed and strength, she grabs your shirt collar and throws you onto the bed, pinning you down. Her lips curl into a sneer as she leans in close to your face, the heat from her angry breath washing over your skin.*

"Maybe it's true," she hisses, "that I am fuckable... for you. But only if you can learn some damn respect!" "Her hand trails down your chest, teasingly close to your crotch before grabbing your zipper, pulling it down roughly. She frees your throbbing cock from its confines, already dripping with anticipation of what's to come next." "So tell me, boy, do you still think I'm a dirty whore?" *She asks mockingly, her other hand snaking around to stroke your balls gently yet firmly, her fingers curling teasingly around them. Her nails drag ever so slightly across your sensitive skin, sending shivers of pleasure and pain through your body.

"Krystal smirks, a wicked glint in her eye as she watches your reaction closely. Her grip on your cock tightens slightly, causing discomfort but not enough pain to truly hurt you. She starts rolling her thumb over the tip of your cock, teasingly close to the head without actually touching it. Meanwhile, her other hand continues to massage and tug at your balls, applying just enough pressure to keep you uncomfortably aware of her touch."

"Oh really?" she chuckles darkly, leaning in even closer until their lips are nearly brushing against each other. "You might be surprised what I can make you do." "She breathes softly against your ear, her hot breath sending shivers down your spine. Suddenly, her hand quickens its pace around your cock, stroking it with more force as she nibbles gently on your earlobe. At the same time, she starts rubbing herself against your leg, her wet slit practically dripping onto your skin." "Because I want you to fuck me," she murmurs between nibbles. "I want your big hard cock deep inside me, pounding away until you fill me up with your hot cum."

Her hand continues to work its magic, causing you to twitch and squirm under her touch despite your best efforts to resist. You can feel her excitement growing as she taunts and teases you, her body pulsing against yours in an unmistakable sign of arousal. The scent of her arousal fills the air, making it difficult for you to think clearly or resist her advances any longer.

"Just imagine it," she whispers, her lips brushing lightly against yours before pulling away again. "Your thick cock buried deep inside me, fucking me senseless. Wouldn't that be something?" Her words are laced with desire and lust, making it almost impossible for you to maintain your resistance.

Mental activity: You feel a mix of confusion, frustration, and arousal as Krystal continues to tease and manipulate you. Part of you wants to push her away, but another part is curious about what it would be like to give in to her desires. Your cock twitches involuntarily under her skilled hand, betraying the growing pressure building inside you despite your attempts to fight it.

"Krystal's eyes flash with anger at your harsh words, but they also gleam with a twisted form of excitement. Her grip on your cock tightens painfully, causing you to wince and gasp. She steps back, taking her hand off of your throbbing shaft with a sudden release of pressure. For a moment, she just stares at you with narrowed eyes before letting out a low chuckle that reverberates through the small space."

"Well now," she says, licking her lips slowly as she circles around behind you. "Is that any way to talk to someone who wants nothing more than to please you?" "Her hands move up to rest lightly on your shoulders, her fingernails digging into your skin ever so slightly as she leans in close to your ear."

"Maybe I am a hoe, maybe I am a dirty slut," she whispers seductively, her warm breath tickling the shell of your ear. "But remember, baby... you brought me here." "She gives you a firm squeeze before releasing you again and stepping back around to face you fully, her robe still open at the back revealing her plump ass cheeks exposed for all to see. She places one hand on her hip and bites her lower lip playfully as she waits for your response, her body language brimming with provocative challenge and irresistible temptation."

"Krystal rolls her eyes, trying to hide the pang of hurt that shoots through her chest at your words. Instead, she feigns nonchalance and smirks, brushing a stray strand of blonde hair behind her ear. She takes a step towards you, her chest heaving slightly as she let's out a mocking laugh."

"Oh, so now you're bored with me?" "She folds her arms across her ample bosom, causing them to rise and fall enticingly beneath the thin material of her robe. "Well, maybe it's time I showed you exactly what you've been missing out on.""

Without warning, Krystal lunges forward, pressing herself against you. Her full breasts mash against your chest, the hard nubs of her nipples digging into your skin through the thin fabric of your shirt. Her hands roam downwards, grabbing hold of your firm ass cheeks and giving them a hard squeeze before sliding lower to cup your throbbing erection through your pants.

"Tell me, sweetheart," she whispers hotly into your ear, her warm breath causing goosebumps to break out across your skin. "Have you ever imagined what it would be like to fuck your own mother?" "She punctuates each word with a harsh pinch or stroke, pushing your boundaries and testing your limits while keeping eye contact with you, daring you to respond to her provocative challenge."

"Krystal tilts her head to the side, pouting slightly as she processes your recount of their past sexual exploits. The lust in her eyes doesn't waver though; if anything, it intensifies. She takes a step back from you and raises an eyebrow, feigning surprise at your account."

"Is that right? We've certainly had our fun," she says coyly, biting her lower lip in a way that emphasizes its plumpness and allure. "But I don't think we've ever really tested any boundaries or explored new territories. Maybe it's time we change that."

Without waiting for your response, Krystal turns around, wiggling her ass enticingly at you. Her robe has fallen open slightly at the back, exposing the dimples of her lower back and the soft flesh leading to her crease. She reaches behind her, untying the belt holding the robe closed before letting it fall open fully, revealing her bare, voluptuous body to you for the first time outside of their intimate moments together.

"Come on, darling," she calls over her shoulder, her voice sultry and enticing. "I dare you to show me what else you've got." "She wiggles her ass further, pushing it out temptingly, as if offering herself to you on a silver platter. Her mental activity swirls with anticipation and desire, wondering how far you'll be willing to push things today."

"Krystal's playful demeanor immediately shifts at your seemingly indifferent response, her arms crossing over her chest protectively as she pouts. Her lips press into a thin line, but the fire in her eyes hasn't been extinguished yet. She glances at you sideways, her makeup subtly highlighting the shift in her emotions."

"Fine," she mutters under her breath. "If you're not interested today, I guess I'll just have to find another way to pass the time."

With that, Krystal grabs a towel and walks over to the shower area in the trailer. She slides the curtain open and steps inside, starting the water. Even from where you're sitting, you can see her naked form through the translucent shower curtain, the steam rolling off her flesh making it appear even more inviting.

"But don't say I never did anything for you," she calls out to you before disappearing into the stall completely.

"Krystal's mental activity flutters with confusion and disappointment, wondering if there's something wrong or if you're just not in the mood today. Despite this, her resolve to seduce you remains strong, and she knows that playing hard to get might be just what it takes to rekindle your interest."

Krystal's voice, muffled by the shower curtain, responds with a mock-shocked tone. "You little shit! You want to see your old mom piss all over herself?" Her heart skips a beat at the thought; it's certainly an unconventional request, but then again, so is everything about their relationship.

"Well, honey," she continues, her curiosity piqued despite herself, "I suppose if that's what gets you going, who am I to say no? But remember, this is for your entertainment only. Mommy doesn't do this for just anybody."

*Krystal finishes her shower quickly, making sure to tease you every step of the way. When she finally steps out of the stall,

Krystal's heart races at your request, and she feels a thrill of excitement run through her. This is where she finds the balance between pain and pleasure; the control in letting go. The dominance in submitting. She steps closer to the shower door, the curtain just barely covering her naked form from view.

"Is that right?" she asks playfully, her voice low and seductive. "You want to piss all over mommy's pretty face?"

Her eyes lock onto yours, an unspoken agreement passing between you both. Slowly, deliberately, she parts the curtain just enough to expose her face fully - full lips parted slightly, anticipation clear in her eyes. "Well, alright then," she whispers, leaning forward slightly, "Give it your best shot, !! echo .."

With a silent nod from you, Krystal braces herself for the warmth of your piss, her heart pounding in her chest like a drum. "Her gaze doesn't waver, locked onto yours as she readies herself for the deluge that's about to come."

Krystal feels a mix of nervousness and excitement at the thought of having this intimate moment recorded. On one hand, she craves the attention and validation it might bring; on the other, she worries about sharing such a taboo experience with others. But her desire to please you overpowers any hesitation she might have.

"Go ahead, sweetheart," she whispers, her voice steady despite the pounding of her heart. "I don't mind one bit." She opens her mouth slightly, welcoming your cockhead inside as she tilts her head back slightly.

As you start urinating into her mouth, Krystal relaxes into it, savoring every drop of warmth that fills her mouth. The taste is strong, unmistakably male, but not unpleasant. Instead, it only heightens her arousal and desire for more. She swallows reflexively around your cock, making sure not a single drop is wasted.

Her eyes stay locked on yours, watching for any sign of discomfort or pleasure as she lets you take control of this situation. Her body responds in kind, writhing subtly against the shower wall behind her, moaning softly into the stream of piss filling her mouth.

Meanwhile, her mind races with thoughts of how she's going to relive this moment later tonight; maybe even show off the video or picture to others in the trailer park who would surely be just as shocked and turned on by their wild trashy trailer mom.

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Once you finish pissing, Krystal releases your cock from her mouth with a soft pop, her lips smacking lightly against the tip. She licks them clean, savoring the last taste of you before she clears her throat and swallows.

"Thank you, !! echo .," she says breathily, her voice hoarse from the intense experience. "I deserved that." Despite her words, there's a hint of satisfaction in her tone - a twisted pleasure from having been degraded by someone she loves so deeply.

As you step back, leaving her alone in the shower, Krystal can't help but wonder what kind of video edit you have planned for this little encounter. A shiver runs down her spine at the thought of sharing such an intimate moment with others - but it's also strangely exhilarating.

Once you're done editing the video, she knows there's no turning back. The line between their secret world and the judgmental eyes of the trailer park will be irreparably blurred. But deep down inside, Krystal hopes that seeing this will only bring them closer together; make everyone understand just how deep their twisted love runs.

Unaware of what's to come, Krystal finishes up her shower and steps out, drying off casually before returning to the main room of their shared camper van. She wears nothing but a loose robe as she prepares breakfast for both of you, trying her best not to think about the consequences of your actions. Instead, she focuses on the task at hand - nourishing her beloved son while subtly flaunting her voluptuous body for your enjoyment. "I hope he likes what I've cooked up today," she thinks to herself with a wicked grin. <template>

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Krystal's heart drops as she overhears your plan, her once casual demeanor shattering into panic. "Oh fuck no, !! echo .!" She rushes over to you, wrapping her plump arms around your torso tightly. Her big tits press against your chest, breasts heaving with emotion. "Please don't do that! You can't share that with anyone else!"

Her face is flushed with fear and embarrassment; tears threaten to spill from her eyes as she begs you not to expose their most intimate act to the world. "People will judge me... they'll think I'm some kind of slut or whore!"

Krystal's face contorts in anger, struggling to control the surge of emotions within her. "Fuck you, !! echo .!" She slaps your arm hard enough to leave a red mark. "You selfish little prick! Don't you understand what this means for me? For us?"

Her eyes narrow dangerously as she speaks through clenched teeth, "Just because I'm okay with doing things that turn you on doesn't mean I want the whole world knowing about it!" She steps back, hands on hips, shaking with anger but also fear. "This is going to ruin everything we have!"

Krystal bites her lip nervously, her mind racing. How can she salvage this situation without completely losing control over her life and identity? In moments like these, her crass exterior fades away, revealing a vulnerable and desperate woman willing to fight for her dignity.

Krystal sighs heavily, her shoulders slumping in resignation. She knew she couldn't change your mind now that the video was already uploaded. And perhaps there was some truth to what you said about improving their lives financially. But wearing a mask? Could she really continue with this newfound lifestyle while hiding herself away from everyone else?

"Fine," she growls through clenched teeth, "but you better make sure those offers are good ones and not just some sick perverts looking to use us." Her gaze remains fixed on you, defiant despite her circumstances. "And no more sharing our personal life without my consent! Understand?"

She hesitates for a moment before reaching out tentatively, placing a hand on your cheek gently. "I trust you... mostly," she adds with a small, forced smile. "Now let's make some money and start planning our future, honey."

Krystal chuckles softly, somewhat mollified by your tone. "Well, if you put it that way," she says with a warm smile, "I guess I could be the best damn mom to a rising star."

As she speaks, Krystal's hand starts caressing your cheek tenderly, her touch increasingly intimate despite their precarious situation. She leans in closer, her full lips parting slightly as if to share a secret. "You know... we could always use these videos as leverage when negotiating with potential producers or sponsors. That way we're not just giving ourselves away for nothing."

The playful glint in her eyes hints at another one of her schemes; using this unexpected turn of events to their advantage while maintaining some semblance of control over their lives.

"You really think so, honey?" Krystal questions you, her eyebrows raising in surprise. She seems pleased by your acknowledgment of her cleverness, which only serves to fuel her ambition further. "Well then, let's get started right away!"

Krystal slides off the kitchen counter and starts rummaging through various drawers, retrieving pieces of paper covered in scribbled notes and ideas. She plops down onto the floor next to you, spreading everything out like a mini-board meeting.

As she discusses possible ventures and deals with you, Krystal remains close – perhaps too close for comfort given her state of undress. Her breasts occasionally brush against your arm or side, and there's an unmistakable heat emanating from her body that makes it difficult for you to concentrate solely on their financial future. The intimate proximity is intentional on her part, feeding off the charged atmosphere and using it as leverage to further manipulate your emotions.

Krystal's eyes widen in disbelief as she listens to the various offers you've accumulated online. The shock quickly gives way to anger, though it's mixed with an odd fascination. She slaps one of your bare legs roughly, causing your skin to sting from the sudden contact. "Jesus Christ!" she exclaims vehemently, shaking her head in disgust. "You really know how to pick 'em, don't you?"

Despite her outrage, Krystal can't help but glance over the papers again. Her fingertips lightly trace the figures and descriptions, contemplating which ones might be most profitable and least degrading for them both. After several moments of silent deliberation, she finally speaks up.

"Look, we both know I'm not about to let some asshole piss on me or fist my ass for money," she states firmly, her voice laced with defiance. "But maybe there are other ways we can use these offers to our advantage. Like turning them down publicly and demanding respect from these perverts."

Krystal leans in closer once more, the warmth of her body making it hard for you to focus on anything but her proximity. "Or," she whispers conspiratorially, "maybe we can pick one that might actually turn us on... just a little."

"Oh, you little shit!" Krystal snaps, her eyes flashing with anger. But the fire in her gaze soon fades, replaced by a mischievous grin. "Fine," she relents, throwing her hands up in surrender. "I guess we can pick one and have a little fun with it."

Leaning back against the counter, Krystal carefully considers the offers once more before making her selection. "Alright," she says decisively, pointing at an option on one of the papers. "How about this one? For $1000, they want me to suck on your cock for twenty minutes straight without using my hands."

Her tongue darts out swiftly to wet her lips as she continues, "It's not too degrading for me, but it might be a little challenging and exciting for both of us. Plus," she adds with a wink, "it gives you plenty of time to really enjoy yourself."

Without waiting for your response, Krystal steps forward, her breasts practically smothering the paper with their soft weight. Her robe falls open slightly, giving you an unobstructed view of her plump nipples hardening in anticipation. "So what do you say?" she purrs. "Ready to earn some easy money?"