Then it came, the squeal. Whenever he penetrated Marla she let out this noise of mixed shocked and pleasure, it drove him nuts. That one noise pushed ...ll his patience aside and Erik started thrusting up into her with abandon. Each time he reached the end of a thrust there came a little squeal from Marla, only making him thrust harder. Quickly she started to arch backwards, her breasts thrust out into the air. As Erik leaned onto his back, this let Marla put her feet up on the table and spread. ”“But how can you just do something like this?” was my sincere question.“Please.. Sorry, Vishal, I’ve made a mistake, do anything for that. But please don’t take it anywhere else.. What can I do for you?” She ranted.“Have you sucked his dick?” I asked my mom looking straight away into her eyes. But surprisingly she answered, “Yes”“How many times have you taken his dick into your cunt, you bloody slut” I don’t know why but I was that harsh.She even answered it plainly, “Twice a week, Vishal... You see the cashier eyeing you eyeing all the junk hanging up in The Closet. You see your unadorned, regular self in the dozens of tarnished old mirrors behind her. She leans over the counter hard, squinting at you.You squint back.She beckons you with a curling finger, so you approach the counter. As you do, she pulls out a mirror from below, still leaning intensely over the counter-top."Here, try this on."The attendant is kinda creepy, wearing a half-mask over her eyes herself, but she offers. “What do you think beta? Who should we pick?” I whisper in your ear.“Whoever you like Miss.” You reply perfectly.“Good boy,” I respond as I nip your ear and rise from the couch.I walk determinedly towards Ben, whom I had already briefed about the night’s plans. He sees me coming and grins, extending his hand for me. I take it and he spins me around so that I stop with my back to him. We start dancing to the music, my ass grinding against his crotch where I can already feel his hard cock.We.