As her son gave her the full length of his cock full force, the small amount of lubrication that Annette had secreted seemed too dry up. She could fee... herself getting sore as her oldest son continued driving into her pussy that became less yielding with each stroke. Finally after a rapid fire hammering, he came. When he untied her she turned and said, “Richard, please don’t do that again.” Richard shrugged and left the room.Annette spent that day feeling uncomfortable and anxious so she was. She would have expected more nervousness from someone new to the game, so heeither played gently or hadn't played in a while. ?You see that man at the cross?? she murmured in his ear. He shifted a little. ?Wouldyou like to be strapped to it? Would you like me to mark you as mine? I couldleave red trails across your back; kisses of pain.? Her fingers traced criss-crossinglines, allowing him to imagine the whip there. He moaned slightly, shiftingagain. She could see his interest in his trousers. “That’s good. Well, give me a minute and I will be ready,” she said. As I sat on the old worn love seat in her living room, she went back to the bedroom to finish getting dressed. She came back out after about five minutes.“I’m ready now, John. I hope this is okay… I don’t go out much, really, and you never said where we were going to eat,” she said. Her deportment was one of apprehension and embarrassment. She was ashamed of her trailer and her station in life.“You look fine, Maggie. I thought. He open his mouth, licked it before he slipped it into his mouth, and sucked it clean. Jasper moaned as his cock became hard; he started to face fuck the boy. “Fucking suck it you little cock sucking whore,” he cried as his hips moved faster slamming his balls into the boy chin as he wrapped his fingers around his limp cock and stroked him till he was hard. “Ahhh… yes suck it hard slut. Drink my seed whore, milk it dry.” Candy let go of his cock, “I love it when you talk dirty and call me your.