Damn. It hurt. I’m glad he had the decency to at least spit a few times on his huge cock to give it some slickness.He was grunting as he started pus...ing in deeper. Then deeper. Then deeper, AND faster. Eventually the pain subsided. My asshole accepted what it was receiving. It actually started to feel good. I felt so dirty. Like a slut. I guess it was a mental thing to make it feel good. And it did. I didn’t let on that it did, though. I think he liked the feeling of taking whatever he wanted.I. Neither said anything for a few moments, and then Cindy looked up into her daughter's face and said: "You must think of me as a whore, or a slut."Without a pause, Megan replied: "I don't think of you that way. Not at all."Cindy stared into her daughters face for several seconds, studying her expression. Her daughter was reacting considerably different than she'd worried she would, and she felt less worried because of that."How do you see me Megan?" I see you as a beautiful woman who's dumb ass. She did think about David when she was drunk, and now her fantasies were coming true."Oh, David. It's so big and beautiful. May I touch it?" Take your robe off, mother, and hold your tits in your hands. Wiggle that fine ass and do it quickly." Yes. Sir!"His mother became obedient, and David was in control. She removed her silk robe and held her glorious globes in her hands. She moved her hips side to side while David stroked his cock."Finger your pussy, mother! Stick your fingers up inside. She runs her hands down his strong muscler back coming around to his love handles down to his stone washed jeans to unbutton them and starts to unzip them, then running her hands down his hips and tugging at them pulling them down. He takes her over by the fire and lays her down on the bear rug. The light of the fire makes sprinkles in her eyes. He climbs on top of her engulping her with his body and he slides her long black skirt off. She is a bit shy, but she feels comfortable in his arms..