The tears were streaming down my face and I was slapping his thighs to try to tell him to back off and get away but it only seemed to spur him on. Har...er and faster he thrust, my crying eyes tried to find his as he made one final thrust and the whole of his cock slid right down my throat. All 10-inches were lodged down my throat, my nose pressed right up against his pubes. I heard him moan louder this time, and then I felt his cock start to spasm, I could feel the contraction start from the. Had I died and gone to heaven? Was I hallucinating? What kind of relationship did Julie have with her mother that allowed the two of them to make a sandwich with my arm as the hot dog? Was I going to cum in my shorts? (These and many other questions will be answered shortly, dear reader. Just hang in there. In case you are impatiently asking, "just where the fuck is the i****t", bear with me.)I saw Connie's chemise flap open a little more and realized that Julie was cupping one of her mother's. All of which was very interesting. “Give me the key to those cuffs,” Angela said, in a sharp tone. Verity nodded and held up the key. Taking it off her Angela crouched down behind Verity to undo the cuffs and release her daughter. As she did she took a deep breath in, yes there was the faint hint of arousal. Verity was just like her, the pain aroused her. Angela gave a quick smile behind Verity’s back. Once the cuffs were undone she stood up, as she did she grabbed the small flogger. ‘I have to go, I’ll be back soon.’ ‘Ok Rob.’ Stan had a bewildered look on his face but I had no time to explain and he wouldn’t be the person I would explain it to anyhow. I raced back onto the footpath and jogged in the general direction he had been staggering towards. I was still in excellent shape from my daily workouts and Molly always said I looked closer to 30 than 40. I just hoped I hadn’t lost him. I nearly ran straight past him, my knee was aching but I ignored the pain. I circled.