For a minute or so, she would scoop a spoonful of the mixed cum out of her pussy and make quite a show of eating the mixed jism.“Mmm, so tasty, a bi... salty, but I do like being a naughty slut,” Cheryl commented.“ What would you like for your next adventure to be, cunt?” I asked crudely.“Well, as you have encouraged me to do, I have played with some black cocks at the porn theaters,” she began. “Some of them have quite large cocks, and I have sucked and fucked a couple of them in the theaters,. " She took off, bawling. I beckoned Jemma forward and collected her chin in my hand, turning her face back and forth. "So how many times has Lester slapped the shit out of you, anyway? Dozens, from the looks of things..." Part of the plainness of her features was clearly the marks of her husband's abuse. There were other things, too -- faint scars on her breasts and ribs and limbs... "Don't lie -- I know you want to, out of loyalty, but I can SEE it, just like you can when you put on make-up.". I was watching her face and her reaction didn’t make any sense to me. She gasped, open mouthed in disbelief and then she smiled and stifled a laugh. “That’s not yours!” she said. “That’s Mum’s!” I didn’t know what the hell she was talking about, but she was pointing as my crotch and when I looked down I could see my erection was rampant and sticking up a good four inches clear of the fly. I quickly tried to put it back inside my shorts, but it sprung back out again. “Mum, Andy’s stolen. .DINGDamn microwave again. I guess she sensed my feelings, because she giggled right after the microwaved went off. The person in charge came in and soon was telling us what we needed to do to close up. I didn't mind so much anymore. It meant I got to spend more time with Lady. I think she felt the same way with the way she smiled at me.It wasn't long before she was kneeling on the counter pulling down the shutters. It looked a little dangerous, so I went to make sure she didn't fall. .