She started choking on it and tried to move my hand. With my hand touching the back of her throat I asked "did I fucking tell you to touch me"? Put yo...mother fucking hands back down" and I slapped her three times. She started crying and started saying my name. I gave her some air to breathe then I stuck my hand back down there and said "don't have my name in your filthy mouth unless I ask you a question", and she whimpered, "yes madame jay" after I felt her throat had enough abuse I shoved all. The white like the one she has.’ ‘If you are going to buy for Chun might I suggest the green, she has come in looking at these and always sighs about the green.’ ‘Yes that sounds just fine, now the bow, and do you have knives in here? I might wish some more throwing.’ ‘Not sure on throwing but knives yes, here let’s do the bow first.’ I look over the bows, some are small and not good, some are very big. I am happy to find one very like the ones the men in my tribe used before I was held. Looking across as Ray I understood why he was using a tripod as he had his cock and was wanking like mad. After about what seemed like hours, but was probably ten minutes at most Lucy leaned forward and I could feel her big hard nipples press into my back and whispered in my ear, "I want a sandwich you in my pussy and Ray in my ass." The strapon slid out of my ass and I knew that I would not last long when Lucy sat on my hard cock. I lay flat on my back and Lucy lowered her shaven pussy on to. . closer... and then realized that I didn't have any lips! Still, I went closer until... I felt strange. One second, I was floating above her bed, the next second, I was laying down, stretched out, underneath some covers. I didn't see her any more... just colors.Then I saw an image of Mary, running in a park. This wasn't the Mary that I knew... it was a very young Mary... eight or nine years old. She was playing with... Mommy! Her mommy! I knew this was her mommy... just as I knew that the.