The longer he sat alone, the more he began to worry. It was the same thing she did at school; letting the parties stew until they confessed. Louis won...ered what he had done. That made him even more nervous."Hobson, what is Leslie doing?" Louis heard the crack in his voice, betraying his nervousness.There was no reply. Hobson ignored his inquiries.Sitting in the chair, Louis leaned his forehead on the desk. Pounding lightly against the surface, he tried to jar his memory. When that failed to. “Now, slut,” he said “Here’s how it’s going to be. I give the orders, you take them. If not I make sure the pictures I took got to everyone in this city with internet access. Understand?”I nodded slowly, starting to imagine what might be in store for me. His hand moved to the back of my head and pulled my face down into his lap.“Wait, no… I’ve never… hang on” I stammered.“Shut up and suck, you little whore” he growled as his cock head pushed past my lips. I moaned in humiliation as he pushed it. “Ssh, Sir.”Ruth takes mother by her hand and helps her up. She cups the underside of mom’s tits, lifting them gently and licks them clean. In between licks, Ruth shares with mom, her mouthful of cum.“Mmm, Sir,” they purr in unison.Sitting there, I stroke my cock as the two hottest women I know embrace and share a long passionate kiss. Their hands explore one another’s body as I get up and move behind Ruth.Mother takes Ruth by the hand and leads us to her bedroom. They both stand at the side of. By then she knows that’s the best thing to do having her throat slit is one of her worst fears…did he know this? he takes advantage of having her there, in such a vulnerable position. his hands were all over her body. She couldn’t believe what was happening. With one swift move, he turned her around and hit her almost hard enough to knock her out, but not quite. She fell to the floor, letting out a cry that broke even her own heart. he got down on his knees on top of her pulling at her panties.