"I thought we had an understanding. You're either gonna do what we tell you willingly, or we're gonna make you do it. The only choice you have is whet...er it's gonna hurt."I let it sink in for a moment, then I said again, "Turn your head to the right, Lisa."She didn't do it right away. First, she stopped pressing her head into the table, then slowly turned her head toward Jack's side of the table. Jack had opened the button on his jeans and fished his half-hard penis out. When Lisa's head was. He fed me our fucksauce while exposing me in every way he could.I had no secrets and nothing to hide from them after he wasthrough with me. He exposed my game, my secret life, my body,mind, and soul. No mother has ever been so thoroughly laid bare.They knew everything. They even knew of my fantasies involvingthem. These were innocent fantasies, silly, really. I'd told Tyronehow I often fantasized being awakened in the morning with Robbyscrewing me, or of finding Tarra with a boy, making. A shiver rises and is quelled but not before being noticed. Your embrace tightens, the kiss deepens and I lose part of my thoughts to the possible failure of my knees, the loss of my ability to stand without assistance. The pine needles are soft but scratchy on my shoulder blades, a sharp pebble is shifted away with only the slightest attention to the brief discomfort it caused. The discomfort replaced by the increasing pressure of your chest against mine. Your arms finally let go of me when. ” I paused for effect. “You’re fucking my ass.”There was a moment of silence.“Are you sure?” she asked.I nodded.“Certain.”I could tell the fortune teller was nervous, but she still pulled out of me and pressed the tip of the strapon to my asshole. Determined to show her I was ready to receive her, I reached back and spread my ass cheeks as wide as they would go.That was all it took. My lover’s hands were returned to my waist and the shaft was forced into me. It slid deeper and deeper until.