Instead, I got humiliation and the attendant horniness that came from having complete strangers use me, and maybe that was Master’s intention. I’d...pretend to have an orgasm with most of the guys when they fucked me. The lesbian girl Marge was probably too smart for me to try to pretend to cum, but she never gave, she only took from me, so I didn’t need to try.When I came home with Shirley, Master was furious.“Where were you all day?” he demanded.My blood turned cold. I was in deep shit right. ‘Let’s go inside, the neighbors,’ she said. It hadn’t always been like that, until the past year we’d practically be ripping clothes off on the driveway if we’d been apart for even two or three days. ‘Are you pregnant?’ I grinned, again to show that I cared. Her face turned scarlet and she turned, saying come in as she had coffee ready. I noticed she’d not answered the question and remained silent just to let her know I was waiting for an answer, which should have been something like, ‘However. I'm sorry, but I could not resist the temptation - I fished out my cock and let it bang against her face while I used my right hand to caress her unfettered tits. Her lips were resting against my dick and every time I hit a bump they would slide against it - I was in agony. I reached down and held the tip of my dick against her lips while wondering if it could work its way in. A couple of more bumps and damn if it wasn't inside her mouth, God, but it felt like velvet in there. I put my hand on. I could clearly see it was from mom, it readSORRY YOU ARE HAVING GIRL TROUBLES, WISH I COULD HELP. IF YOU WANNA TALK I WILL HAVE SOME TIME IN THE MORNING BEFORE WORK.LOVE MOMPS – YOU NEED TO WORK ON THE PROPER WAY TO BACK A CAR OUT OF THE DRIVEWAY.Well so much for avoiding a lecture and with that I decided to turn in; I'd deal with this in the morning.When I got up the next morning and headed downstairs to the kitchen, mom was already up and dressed for work. As usually she was in heels, dark.