Hername was Layonda. I had to lay face first on the floor, my headjutting through a narrow opening in the bars, at foot-level (Those whosaw the movie,...Papillon, need no further description). My hands werecuffed behind me and my prostrate naked body was chained to the floorof the holding chamber. This was secure lock down, the only way I wasallowed to receive an audience with anyone from the outside. Layondalet me know who she was and what she expected of me. I was to become awarm mouth for her. It felt fabulous! She held her hips firm, taking the pressure of his cock against her ass. She could feel its size - long and thick. He held pressure against her ass, and she continued to hold against him, relishing the feeling of his cock resting solidly against her, growing harder and bigger.Before she was conscious of what she was doing, she realized that she was rocking her ass against him. She was so, so very horny and this sexual touch was making her near frantic for more. She found. As i relaxed she grabbed the back of my head and pulled it into her hips as she thrust her hips forward and buried her cock all the way to the balls and held me there until i gagged then pulled out. i got my breath and she did it again and this time it was easier.mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i moaned as she repeated thie over and over, every time getting easier and easier for me .she pulle out stood back and said ,"so how u like that?' "mmmmmmmmm i love it wow that is amazing. why u stop?" "to. He would use the tape to use his Mom. At first the idea scared him - it was his Mother after all. The woman who gave birth to him. But imagine it - from the womb and back in - or at least part of me back in. He laughed out loud at his own, twisted humor.He got up, put his covert video tape in and sat back down with the remote. As an afterthought he used his foot to push the ottoman over to the door, in case anyone came up. He turned the volume up, slipped the headphones into the jack and.