?You can’t fucking do this to me you goddamn?? and I was rewarded with her dirty panties being shoved into my mouth, followed by a cock gag, pulled ...o it’s tightest setting. A leather discipline helmet was then pulled over my head and laced up. She completed the bondage with a posture collar and three small padlocks. ?I’d like to hear you complain now. If you were a little bit more thorough, you’d be about halfway done with the shoot. Now, you’re fucked.? And I was fucked, I. I parted her legs and began to eat her pussy. I could taste her and my own cum. She had a pungent odor from all the sexual activity. I soon had her moaning and she held my face tight against her pussy as she came. I didn’t here or see Jack come in but when I heard a moan from Faye I looked up and there was Jack between his Mothers legs eating her pussy too.Mom threw her legs up over my shoulders and pulled my face tight against her own love hole. She had not yet seen Jack. I was still eating. I just knew I had come to love the feel of cock in my mouth. I hadn't always, but I had begun to love the feel of it, not just the power that sucking cock gave me.I could feel him getting harder and fighting back to use my mouth. He wanted to move to his own rhythm and not be limited to my movements. He drove his hard cock toward my throat. I had never been able to allow cock into my throat but I always tried. My body just refused. My throat closed up and I gagged. The sound of me gagging and. She felt, instantly as she spoke them, as if Joel knew she was lying. She blushed at her desk at 4:11 p.m. when she said it over the phone. She had already agreed to meet Ace, in a bar, a grimy dive really. It was a bar in a rundown boulevard that was lined with junkyards, a few Hindu-owned convenience stores, a thrift shop and a car wash. She was the most beautiful woman in the bar, practically the only one. There was an old bitchy barfly who rambled on about her ungrateful kids and a middle.