Slut to the extreme. Skimpy little dress that shows everything I want you to touch, in hopes someone else will. I grab a small purse, throw in my keys... smokes, and wallet and head out the door.You are tossing and turning in your oversized lonely bed. The comforter and sheets strangling you like you feel the responsibilities of life do. You check your phone. No new messages from me. wonder what I am doing. If I went to sleep or am still awake as usual. You feel frustrated, a little angry, and. She was barely able to think, let alone about anything as complicated as the passage of time. After a while, the tentacles had become comfortable. Being suspended wasn't so bad. She felt more or less weightless as the twin tendrils repeatedly pounded her well used pussy.She'd lost count of how many times they'd twirled together to force a thicker, ribbed member to fuck her with. It was clear they were driven by something intelligent, something with a sick sense of humor that wanted to play with. The girl was naked apart from a thin, black thong. Someone had written ‘smack my tits hard’ on her belly. It looked like it was written with a lipstick. Because of how the girl was so tightly stretched out onto the ‘X’, it made her tits stand out. They were quite big and very pert, they stuck out without any sag and her nipples were quite long and erect.Dave touched the girl on the hip just to say that he was there. He thought maybe as she was blindfolded she maybe hadn’t heard him come in. She. He had been in danger of coming as he tongued her asshole, and now that his cock was being gripped so hotly by it, he didn’t try to hold it back. He rammed his prick hard and deep into his mother’s asshole, grunting as he pressed.“Ohhhh, yes!” Lisa screeched when she felt her son’s cock lurching inside her burning ass. “Come! Oh, please come up my ass!”The quick spurting of his come juice seemed to boil far up her asshole, sending Lisa into a convulsing orgasm. The splashing come juice drenched.