It will happen while you're gagging on it. Understand?" I couldn't believe any of what I was hearing, or how good the pain she was inflicting on my me...ber felt. It wasn't at all what I expected, but the thought of it was turning me on so much that all I managed to say was, "Yes Tara." "Good boy. Are you ready to feel what you'll be missing? So you can imagine what it might be like? So you can use those thoughts when you and your stupid meat stick are all alone?" She took my hand up her skirt. Ever so slowly, like stepping out of a knee deep quagmire, Linda came outof her nightly slumber. She could faintly hear Mistress Jane through theadjoining door in her and Master Rick's bedroom. It sounded likeMistress was singing or perhaps humming. Knowing her bondage wasinescapable Linda lay still and tried to collect her scattered thoughtsfrom her dreams but like dried leaves on the lawn that were scattered bythe wind, she couldn't focus on them and soon she had no memory of thoseimages. . She giggled noting that was obviously from the corn cob fucking. She could even feel the walls to her small vagina appeared much wetter the past couple days since then. And the unmistakable tickle deep within her womb gave way to the fact she had been fucked very well indeed! Her skin seemed to glow too along with her thick hair that seemed much fuller too. Yes, she was turning to a mature woman. With all the charms of a ripe whore she added proudly. As she slipped the sun dress on, she thought. " "Yesterday you weren't a son-fucker either," Hannah replied obscenely. "Hannah!" my Mom said mortified. "Son-fucker!" Hannah sarcastically mocked. My Mom began to turn around to leave when Hannah said, "Stop right there, my slut." To my surprise my Mother stopped and with pleading eyes and tone, begged, "Hannah, please stop. You are my best friend." "Yes Elaine, you are my best friend too. And now we will be even better friends, friends with benefits. Plus you will also be my little lez.