I am in pain with no hint of pleasure. But I controlled. I closed my eyes as my son thrust himself into my vagina. My vagina being violated by my own ...on…All the movies I have been watching suddenly flashed before my eyes. There is this one particular movie I can relate to. In this movie a woman’s son is kidnapped by villains. When the woman goes to villain’s place to get him back, the son is held on top of a tower ready to be dropped and the villain proposes to the woman that if she sleeps. " Leah managed to spit out before Nick demanded she "Tell me, youlittle Slut!" and drove his fingers into her ass harder than anytime before, causing her to cry out in pain. She was almost brought to tears and still unable to control anything he did to her. She pulled herself towards the head of the bed, but the restraints around her ankles only gave her an inch or two of movement. Nick's fingers worked her asshole a few moments before he moved his mouth from her belly to her clit. He could. The man did. Brady stood on tiptoes and looked around. Whether he had noticed that Kendi was Oriental or not, we'll never know. The reason he chose Randy Nakimura wasn't because Randy was also Oriental. It was because he knew he could trust the man to act honorably."Randy!" he yelled. Francine looked and saw a young man, dressed in slacks, a shirt and a team windbreaker. He looked like he might be nineteen. He looked confused, as if he'd never seen anything like what was going on around him,. There was only a soft sigh of pleasure when my right hand began fondling her ass, and her crotch began erotically rubbing against the rapidly growing bulge in my pants. After what seemed like hours, but was probably about 5 minutes, my left hand moved to her tit and began to squeeze and stroke all of that wonderfully firm and well formed globe. Jean wasn't wearing a bra and my cock began hardening even faster as I felt the nipple coming erect against my palm."Oh God Bob! We shouldn't be doing.