. It was so exciting to me." Oh Erik, I understand you! Did your mom masturbate you in the living room?" Yes. I lay down on the couch and mom masturba...ed me. I came quickly. My sperm shot up all over her t-shirt. After that, we continued to work. Mom did not change her t-shirt, which was wet with my sperm. Her nipples were clearly visible. I felt a hard on again and I said mom I needed relief. She gave me a naughty smile and immediately stroked my hard cock several times. Then she continued to. That made me reluctant, because my pussy was still hurting from the raping that I had earlier. So Stephen held my neck from behind and the three of them carried me to Marks room down the hall. They laid me on Marks bed, then Mark laid down beside me and whispered to my ear, dont worry Ill take care of you, and we wont hurt you, that made me calm down a bit. Since I no longer had anything hiding my pussy, the three had easy access to my swelling wet pussy. All of them just took off their clothes. The pig struggled to draw air into its lungs. It was suffocating on the pole. Only the smallest amount of air moved through its ruined throat. The pain was fading to a dull ache now that the pole had stopped moving, but its lungs were screaming for oxygen. It felt Jackson release the restraints on its ankles and lift its legs to bind it?s feet to the spit with more wire. Trace removed the clamp from the sow?s forehead and it was turned onto its side.The tub of entrails and organs was slid. His home was in Chapel Hill. Olivia was not his daughter either, not biologically, but since he'd been with her mother since she was a young girl he always thought of Olivia as his own. It didn't help that her low life father was rarely around and couldn't be bothered to concern himself with her upbringing. Simon knew that Olivia felt the same way about him and Simon was happy that they could help her stop renting after so many years. Usually Olivia at least left the lights on when she knew he.