He then grabbed a handful of Pamelia’s soft dark-brown hair and forced her over in front of him with her still on her knees and said, “You know wh...t to do,” with a demanding tone.In total defeat Kristy’s mother lowered her mouth down on Tony’s erection and started moving her head, giving him a blowjob. As with Randall, Pamelia was gagging each time Tony’s cock went deep into her mouth. Several minutes later she was awarded with another mouthful of hot male cum. Choked and gagging, she managed. I wanted to dive in and get lost in her shimmering, wet-looking lips.After dinner we opened the second bottle of wine and settled into Pretty Woman and then Dirty Dancing. We enjoyed smiles, laughter and quite a few tears.Cat leaned in and moved my hair away from my tear soaked face. She used a napkin and dried my tears her face just inches from mine.My mind froze and I wasn’t sure what to do.‘Was she going to kiss me? Did I want her to kiss me?’I didn’t know anything. I was lost and captivated. As I lay there, holding my crotch, rolling around and moaning in pain, John said,"The second kick was for trying to speak. Now its my turn bitch. Since bitch dogs don't talk, or walk on their hind legs, you're going to follow me inside on all fours, like a good little bitch. And remember, no talking!"John went ahead of me and opened the door to my house. I followed, with my face burning in shame. What else did he want from me? I would soon find out.As soon as I was inside, John shut and locked. He wiggled closer to her, so that he could press his hard willy against her, in lieu of squeezing it with his hand.That Becky lifted a leg, to let the hardness press in the right spot, was purely instinct. She didn't think about it, initially. When she later did, she remembered her mother lifting a naked leg into the air, so it seemed normal.The kisses were most satisfactory - for both of them - but Becky couldn't quite get the kind of pressure between her legs that she wanted. Frank, too,.