.. That's it bitch... Grip me with that hot cunt... Suck the cum out of me" he snarls.I try and grip against his thrusts, he batters away at my hole. ... can feel his cock throbbing in the familiar way."Do you want my cum, slut?" he gasps."yes sir... Please" I say, my voice nearly a shriek."Beg me then cunt" he demands, not slowing... Pounding at me like a machine."please daddy... Please sir... Fill me with your hot cum... Fill me up... Breed me like the sissy cunt I am..." I plead.His hands grip. She looked deep into his eyes.“Jason….Could you help me?”Jason stood rooted to the spot. His mind was screaming yes, I’ll help you, I’ll bury my face in those spectacular mounds and drink them dry. All he could manage, however, was a weak nod.His mother turned and walked back to her bedroom, with Jason following as if in a trance. Neither of them spoke, as if words would somehow bring reality crashing back.She lay down on the bed and motioned for Jason to lie down next to her. She looked away,. Not seeing anything that really tickled her fancy, Bridget decided to settle for sandwiches also. So intent were they on putting their snack together that they didn't hear the third girl sneak up on them."What are you two doing?" Allie and Bridget spun around, startled. It was Leslie, wearing only a pair of boxers and a long blue muscle shirt, her long, jet black hair pulled back in a pony tail."Just getting a quick bite to eat," Bridget said. "How about you?" I was thirsty," Leslie said as she. " "Sure, give me twenty five minutes."I threw the specialty menu item together, not forgetting the signature sausage. When I arrived with the pizza, Jodie opened the door to the little yellow house and motioned for me to enter."Come on in," she smiled. "My cockslut is starving and will be glad you got here already. Don't worry, the k**s are at grandma's," she continued as I stepped inside.I almost dropped the pizza. "Your...?" Not that I was disinclined to meet her cockslut, but it was.