After having gotten drunk together, mother and son met up with Ellie and her entourage of lovers all of who have all ended up at the notorious Wormpit. The Wormpits contribution to adult-womankind focuses on those females with unusually strong needs for members of the male gender.

According to the bulletin the proprietress circulates, "The Wormpit is a place where lush, fecund, and insatiable ladies usually married, with the aid of unlimited supplies of potent elixirs and anonymous virile males, can, in the company of other lubricous women, disrobe and indulge their lusts in profoundly uninhibited ways for as long as it takes to lapse into contented and glutinous delirium." SEA OF FLESH-22: LADIES WITH SPECIAL NEEDS AT THE WORMPIT Larry gaped up at the lovely waitress since the black teddy she wore hid all her trunk except her rounded, stocking covered legs and her inner breastworks and shoulders. Meanwhile Charolette, knowing that she and her son were in a setting that was sure to degenerate into total and sick debaucheries had intentionally fallen over into Samuel's crotch and was making slurping sounds as she desperately sucked the Black's length. Now, the thin woman with the wig was dancing with the trumpeter's length up her from the rear as he continued to play, bending back in thrusts, balanced to play and blow the horn at the same time. The other thin woman staggered up to her and they embraced while the musician, still blowing the horn, played her from behind. Bracketing each other's chin with both jewelry sparkling hands, they suck kissed so the thrusts of the trumpeter's length caused both their pretty heads to pulsate with his thrusts. Their mouths came apart and the blonde screamed to the trumpeter, "PLAY THAT PIG!" Then, they're nipples projecting obscenely, they resumed their soul kissing with frantic intensity. The heavily breastedand already tipsy--Brenda looked down past Ellie's long, smooth and full, dangling mammaries, and saw the succulent Latin lovelys hand encircling Larry's enormous length.

The glamorous waitress froze as her mouth dropped open, and for an instant, someone first arriving might have thought her a very sexy manikin. As Brenda gazed down at the biggest white male's length she had seen in a week, a more careful observer would have noticed her hand leaving the tray and reaching to grab the front of one of her globe like breasts. It was then she began to breath again. "Aaagghh!" came from a heavy breathing Samuel.

From the floor over by the combo, the mind blasted but fantastically lovely and voluptuous blonde was challenging her husband, "I can get aneeeeeeeeeeeee man! Anneee man I want to do aaaneething, no matter how sick, an I can do it better than you, you sick mutherplayer." Thanks to the effects of the alcohol and drugs in amplifying her lust, her nipples stuck out animalisticly, even grotesquely. She had once been the waitress, but night after night in the Wormpit's atmosphere had turned her into a habitu, totally given over to inebriated sex. She had met her husband the previous month, and, had they enough money, she would have had her divorce by then. The bulging waitress, who was also destined to end up in similar condition as the blonde, looked at Larry and asked, "You got a nice length, hon, better than I've seen in a week, an I've seen a lot of those here.

What I'd like to know is whether or not you can handle the stuff in these glasses." Another, "Aaahhh!" from Samuel and his body stiffened as Charolette slurped.

"MUTHERPLAYER!" he shouted, emptying his load between Charolette's beautiful lips. "I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! YEE! YEE! YEEE!" emanated a woman's screams from out of the darkness.

"I'll ask hee's motherplayerfu ...

I mean hee'sh mother, " chirped Ellie drunkenly, her breast now out and nesting in Larry's cupped hand.

Holding the boy's length, Ellie referred the matter to Larry's mother, her hair barely showing its customary red in the darkness. "His mother's here?" the bulbous breasted waitress was amazed. She hadn't noticed Charolette, being as how she was still face down in Samuel's lap, sucking his extremely thick, black length.

"SQUEESH MY TITSH, HONEEE! SQUEESH MY TITSH SHOMBODEE! FUUUUCK MEEEE, FUUUUCK MEEEE!" Bellowed Bubbles from the darkness. Her deliciously obscene, globular breasts bouncing, Alena had staggered across part of the dance floor, and seeming to recognize a blonde, bearded biker type, she fell against him with an empty lengthtail glass still clutched in her hand. Her curvaceous soft place sticking out and her breasts looking all the more delicious brushing against his chest over his stiff, upward pointing length, the tall beauty nuzzled his face affectionately. As Alenas tongue quested towards his mouth, a hairy, black stud moved in behind her and his very long and thick length head pushed apart her private part lips.

"Aaaaggghhuuhh!" she gasped as his shaft, now awash in her playing residue shortened going into her body. Then, "Ooohh Yes!" as the brutish lover now thrust. "Oh God, I love a good play!" Now, Alena looked dazedly into the other man's face as the Black impacted against her soft place, causing her breasts to bounce against the biker's chest. "Well, you're a hanshum man!" the blonde laying on the dance floor with her husband was slurring to one man while squatting on yet another man's length, and reaching past her lewd mellon sized breasts for, yet, a third length. Charity screamed from nearby, her enormous torso throwing dollops of cum from her whiplashing flesh with her flailing arcs, "YAAAAAAAA, YEUW BASSHARD, THASH GOT IT! THASH GOT IT! THASH GOT IT! Aaaahhh! Aaaaaahhh! IIIIIIGGGGGAAAAAA! AAAAHHGA! AAAAAAAHHHHGAAAAH! IIIIIIII III III AAAGGGGUUUUUUHHHAAAAaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWwwwwaaah!" A cum gob from Charity's playing landed on Brenda's shapely leg, and her fleshy hand reached down to slide it off on her fingers which she disposed of by lifting her hand past her gourd like breasts to her mouth. "Charolette, can Larree have thee drooogs?" Ellie, possessively holding Larry's enormous length, urged Charolette. This was all the mother, son, and Latin beauty would need now was drugs. Then, LOOK OUT WORMPIT!