She could feel her pussy throb and squeeze in delicious waving motions on the shaft of her son's cock, and her cunt was so tight, so hard, she was goi...g out of her mind. She unlocked her ankles and placed her heels on the edge of her bed, knees bent and flung wide. With this leverage, she banged up onto her son's cock almost violently, lifting his body. The outrageous need between her legs drove her, carried her into the realm of screaming ecstasy."Fuck me!" she cried over and over. "Fuck me.... Robyn nodded, her eyes closed tightly. I slapped her ass again. " Tell me, tell me what you like, bitch." Robyn's eyes begin watering from the pain and the emotions racking her body. " I like you fucking me like a whore!" she cried, shocked by her own vulgarity. Robyn closed her eyes tight, realizing that she had become different. She had always had self-control and had never been very vocal during sex, but now she wanted to scream and moan. " Fuck me, John!" she cried, feeling my hips slamming. She hadn't been teasing me with her kissing and joining me in the shower; her interest was for real.I knew that the two of us making love was what Jen genuinely wanted, and now I had finally realised that it was what I wanted as well.The only remaining feeling of guilt was more of a worry about keeping it secret from Mum and Dad; we knew that they would be really unhappy about it if they ever found out.Actually, forget 'really unhappy'. They would be incandescently angry, and would blame me. ” “Genius. Give me the belt.” It took another minute before the belt was secure and she knelt in front of Barry and cupped her hands in a submissive gift giving pose. The two keys nestled in her palms. Barry tried to take it with due ceremony, glad that his face was not on camera. He reached down and carefully buckled a collar around her neck. This was plain, good quality leather with a steel wire wrapped around it and a soft leather lining. There were no rhinestones in sight. He attached the.