Suddenly she found a voice. Perhaps not her own voice, but a voice. ‘Bill, please. Can you please take me? Will you just get on with it and fuck me?...�� Sue had closed her eyes, but immediately opened them. She felt additional hands. Her nipples were being gently rolled between strong fingers. Alternately, her breasts were palmed and massaged. She sensation was getting to her. From the horizontal position, her swelling breasts felt heavy and full. Each touch seemed to connect directly to her. She had no money to rent a new place. She looked at her place. A room smaller then a cell in jail- crowded with everything. A small bank size bed- old with use, a table beside it- old like its fellow by the side. She bought both of them from a slum woman a year ago. There was also a small cupboard for her few clothing’s. That was it. The room was as dirty as it can be- stained everywhere. But still it was a place to live. Now, she has no where to go. I thought maybe bill’s idea wasn’t that bad.. “Before I go any further” Mrs. Perkins said, “Let’s recap what it is that you know and understand.”“Yes Mommy” I panted out, “I understand that you are my Mommy, that I am to do anything and everything that you say, that I am to always remain hard, unless you give me express permission to cum, and that my pleasure is second to yours and anyone else’s.”Good Boy” she praised, “Now do you want more of this inside of you?”“Yes Mommy” I replied, without any hesitation.Mrs. Perkins leaned in a little. ) Kissing the little girl goodnight, I retired downstairs and pouredmyself another glass of wine. I sat sipping this whilst browsing through afew women's fashion magazines I found in the lounge.As I had anticipated, in about half an hour Duncan entered the room. Thistime it was definitely "Duncan", He was dressed in a smart, strippedshirt; tan trousers; and brown loafers. "Thank you Sonia" he said with asmile, leaning over and kissing me on the lips. "I don't mind telling younow that I was ever.