But... I can't, mom! Not now anyway!"Joanna smiled once again at her son's innocence and naivety as she patted him on the shoulder and said, "Bend ove...." Markus relunctantly did as his mother told him to do and bent over the love seat. Joanna licked the first two fingers of her right hand and started inserting them into her son's rectum. "This used to get your father going," she told him.She plunged her two digits all the way into her son's anus, causing him to jerk upright as his whole body. Tristan had made sure to pick out her favorite ice cream, and now she was sharing it with someone else! That made him whine quietly.As all three of them finished up, she found the last treat for the night. The dog-treats with added stuff. She made him do tricks, such as roll around, play dead and of course "lick the doggycock on the guy I'll go fuck now". After each trick, she gave him a treat.Afterwards, when the doggy cock was all the way out of the sheath, she took the paw of the big. You can finish up studying later,” said Ava.“Mom?” said Candace.“Come down, Candace, your dad is waiting in the library,” said Ava.“Mom ... okay,” said Candace, reacting to her mom’s imperative tone. She rose and followed the mistress of the house down to the second floor of the three-story mansion.The two women entered and noticed the man of the house tapping impatiently on the table’s top.“Daddy?” said a now concerned Candace.“Have a seat baby,” said her daddy. Candace did so. Ava followed. I knew Caitlin had been a whore for longer than the little time I knew her, but I didn’t know the extent of her abuse. Thirteen! Shit! “I don’t know why I was sent into her. Maybe it was punishment for my sins. I visited her at least twice a year. The first time was just long enough to feel the pain and horror. The whorehouses that you went to—don’t tell me it wasn’t you, but Kyle; you were there—they were never houses of pleasure. They were always houses of pain. I don’t blame you. When you.