" I said. I was too shocked to filter my thoughts.He nodded, "I know. Now get in here so you can help me."I followed him into his office, and took a s...at in front of his desk. He sank down into his chair."When was the last time you slept Jim?"He shrugged, "Yesterday sometime, took a nap on the couch." He gestured to the tiny couch he kept in the corner.I shook my head. "You weren't kidding when you said you needed help. So, what can I do you for?"Jim eyed me from across his desk. "How much do. I can barely breath, partly because of the enormous cock in mouth and because Mark is torturing my hole with pleasure. He laps at my clit and it takes less than a minute to get me bucking with an orgasm.He replaces his tongue with a bunch of fingers and begins fucking me hard, finding my G Spot with an upturned digit, Greg continues to grunt as he fucks my face, making me gag and struggle to take him in me. They both carry on a conversation over me, discussing what they are going to do to me,. This is the perfect time to enter her juicy cunt, my mind screamed. I smiled to myself, knowing that I could easily trick her to allow my rod to enter her pussy."You look bushed, mom," I spoke, " I am sure you could do with some wine. It will help your nerves to unwind, and you would loosen up relieving you of this anxiety." I got up before she could utter a single word and walked over to the bar. Her tit still hung limply, while she stared at the ceiling. Taking her glass, I put a little wine. I thought that you cared for me. What have I done?" spilled out in an almost incoherent jumble of words and sobs."I'm not bringing you back to him. I would never to that to you. You belong to me now." I do? You're not taking me to him?" she said as she began to calm a little."Of course I'm not taking you to him. Not exactly, anyway. I want your help in identifying his house so that I can make sure that he never does to anyone else, what he did to you." You're not going to leave me with him?".