The man or boy looked to be about eighteen or nineteen, could have not been older than twenty. As he was fucking my mother, he kept calling her names...like whore, slut, old bitch, rich white whore and asked her several times if she liked his black cock in her tight, rich, white ass. My mother was moaning out loudly in pleasure and answering his questions with yes, I love it, and other phrases to tell him of her pleasure. I then moved more into the doorway and stood there and watched a few. I can usuallytell when the time is nearing 9am. Your first appointments for the day willusually arrive a few minutes before. Even though they appear to be engaged inconversation with you, their eyes frequently gaze up at me; their faces beamingwith broad grins. Then, the whirring begins. The sound is veryloud and masks the ticking sound that has held my attention for the previousten minutes. It?s a sound I have grown to both love and hate ? the sound of alarge mechanical dildo stirring to life. I have a confession. Temptation got the better of me, and I ate two on the way home. Only two, I swear. Could’ve eaten the whole basket, but I didn’t ‘cause I was thinking how much you adore strawberries with cream. And you know I always do something nice for you after I get kinky on you. So… after Mistress fucks you up, and she’s gonna fuck you up something terrible, she’s gonna treat you with your favorite dessert.“I have another confession. It’s kind of, um, naughty, but I didn’t wear undies. She squealed and shook as she watched now as her breasts were so swollen they had pulled her nipples in and tightened the flesh so that the pins were starting to be pushed off. Mabel threw her pretty head back and screamed as the two on her left nipple were forced off, and then quickly followed by the ones on her right nipple. She shrieked and shook and trembled as they came off Oh God the Pain was fierce, but she noticed a twinge in her burning cunt and could not believe it, but she was.