“At that point, I’m ashamed to say, I ... liked ... it.” She told me.“My mother left three days later. Left us both. Left me with HIM. I left ...wo months later. Three months before my 18th birthday.” And she began to cry.I’d never seen my mother like that; so distraught. I felt such a hatred for my grandfather and such a profound feeling of sorry and love for my Mom that I got up and threw my arms around her. She hugged me back and we stayed like that until our coffee got cold again.Now I knew. You go to work and get involved in that while I take good care of our girl. Can you do that for us?" Yes Mary. Thank you for being here for us. I'll never forget this. I love you Mom."I left for work, not really knowing what I said to Mary until later in the day. It never dawned on me that I called her Mom. However, it did change our relationship between Mary and I. She said that she cried for almost an hour because of my last words to her. It was not tears of sorrow, but ones of joy.When I. I can't wait till you try and put that fucking thing inside her, she even struggles with small ones sometimes" . Parrot face came out the bathroom and started to get dressed. I explained we'd agreed an hour and that's what I was having. The pretty one seemed quite happy and even made me a coffee while they finished the vodka off. I got her to kneel on the bed alongside me and squeezed her arse and played with her tits as I drunk my brew. I slipped a finger up the side of her panties and got her. My pussy is spread wide, and the tongue licks hungrily.Deeming me wet enough, the hand is roughly forced into me, and the men laugh as I yelp in surprise at the painful invasion. I am slapped in the face with a cock, and someone spits on my asshole, and then my ass is fingered as well.Someone asks where the bathroom is, and another man agrees, but Master tells them to just piss in my ass.The hand in my pussy is pulled out with an audible pop, and the head of a cock is shoved into my ass..