Don't get hasty," she smiled, pushing her son back on the lounge with a hand on his forehead, a hand that he was powerless to resist. "Let your mother...run the show, darling. Just lie back and relax a bit." What're you gonna do?" Terry asked in a hoarse voice, falling back against the pillow, abandoning himself to his mother's sensual attack."I'm going to show you my cunt, lover! Wouldn't you like to see the pussy you grew up in, little man?" she asked wantonly, spreading her legs and rubbing. We all went inside. Connie stripped off her dress which was all she was wearing. She lay forward over the dining table. “Sylvia, pull the plug out. Guys, who’s first in my ass. Fuck my butt hard!”Sylvia pulled the plug from Connie’s ass and the train started. All had decent cocks though none were really big. None were gentle. Connie was calling for them to fuck her hard and fill her butt with cum. The first two quickly shot their loads up her butt. Sylvia moved into place and began to suck her. Its quiet buzz filled the air.The effect on his syn was immediate. She whimpered, through the gag in her mouth, as the thing beat on the sore walls of her sex.This would be her seventeenth climax. He knew, because the computer knew. It kept track. Claude had set the stimulation to her arousal levels- whenever they lowered enough for another one, it'd start vibrating again.She hadn't eaten or slept since the incident.The girl still whimpered, but no longer as a result of pain.He idly glanced. Anderson was writing out a check for me when he asked me a question but I didn’t hear it I was so entranced by his dick. ‘Jeff?’ Mr. Anderson asked before looking up and realizing his robe had opened and I was staring at his cock. ‘Like what you see?’ He asked me. ‘Yeah… I don’t know…’ I stammered back. ‘I see, do you want to suck my dick?’ Mr. Anderson asked in a very calm voice. ‘…Yes.’ I said. He stood up, walked over to me as I slid off the couch onto my knees on the floor in front of him..