Marguerite’s long, pale, swan-like neck, framed by the coil of her jet-black braid lying across her shoulder and distended by the thick cock buried ...ithin, pulsing as jet after jet of semen filled her.Only I was denied an orgasm, but somehow I didn’t feel cheated. What I had taken part in...what I had witnessed...it was amazing!Marguerite’s body relaxed and a few heartbeats went by when no one said, or did, anything. Then I half-heard Marguerite murmur to Jack. His strong arms lifted me onto. She only lived a few blocks away inan old warehouse type of building. She led me through a hallway and up a flightof stairs to a red door. We went inside. A chill ran through me when I heard her metal red door slam shut, I didn'tknow it then but it was sign. It's too late for that now, but I understandit better today in the daylight. Maybe if I hadn't dismissed it as sexual excitementand nervousness things would be different. I should have seen it coming, Ishould have stopped this sooner. Her. We also told them if they tried to move on us, we would have to fire them to save them from you. So far, they’ve bought it, so act mean when you are among them. They’re already scared to death of you. Keep it that way.’ ‘Boy, you guys are really tricky. I’ll have to watch myself now!’ ‘Oh daddy we would never do anything to you. We love you. We’re all gonna have your babies.’ Meridee handed him off to Jessica. ‘Let’s see some more of the ranch,’ she said. They packed a lunch and went exploring.. .. he's only... no, I'm still wearing it... yes, I know... okay..."There were a few undecipherable sounds, then something that sounded like a slap. Then another, then ten more in a steady rhythm. The next sound was of the bed frame squeaking as if someone was bouncing rapidly on it, followed by a strange mewing sound. If I hadn't known it was just mom and me in the house, I'd almost have thought she had someone in there with her. I was both repelled and aroused by the thought of my mother on.