"Hey, man, the bitch is tight." He said laughing. The other asked me: "Have you ever been fucked up the asshole, bitch?" I started cryi...g through my gag, tears pouring down my cheeks, when I felt he had positioned himself behind me and was now spreading my ass cheeks, rubbing the head of his giant cock against my asshole. I screamed loud through the cotton gag for help but it was muffled; then my scream turned into one of wildest pain as he shoved his full monster black cock into. You’re shiveringMIMIIt’s nothingThey turned off my heatAnd I am just a littleWeak on my feetWould you light my candle?What are you staring at?ROGERNothingYour hair in the moonlightYou look familiar?MIMIJust haven’t eaten much todayAt least the room stopped spinning.Anyway.What?ROGERNothingYour smile reminded me of...MIMII always remind people of - who is she?ROGERShe died. Her name was AprilMIMIIt’s out againSorry about your friendwould you light my candle?ROGERWell-MIMIYeah. Ow!ROGEROh, the. Feeling a little nervous I let one of my hands slid up to her chest, to my utter amazement my mother leant her upper body back just enough for me to squeeze a hand between us and onto one of her tits. The feel of her soft tit under my hand was fantastic, even through her dress and bra I could feel the hardness of her nipple, when I moved my palm in a circular motion over her nipple I heard my mother give a low sigh. It was stunning to realize that my mother was getting turned on by our touching. "Well..." She started. "Unless you wouldn't be comfortable," I said, perhaps too quickly. Part of me wanted her to just say "no" to the request. But she shook her head vehemently, her breasts bouncing slightly. "No, I just wondered where you wanted to start," she explained. I felt more nervous now, my pulse quickened and my breathing grew a bit shallower. There were three scenes of various sexual intensity in the play. I thought maybe it would be best to ease into it. "I was thinking that we'd.