The villain forces her while her son is being freedslowly. I felt like I am that helpless mother. Only difference is that the villain is my own son. I...am being fucked for letting me stay with him. I felt as if my son is forcibly trying to enter my body through the same hole he came out through his penis first! On every thrust he pounded on my pussy with his dick I could hear him saying ‘I wanna get inside of you mommy’. I was pulled back to my senses when Ramesh squirted his semen into me.. A tiny pink tongue slowly peeks out to wet her lips."Enjoy the dinner?" you ask.Smiling and turning to face you she nods. "Yes. It was very good. Did you do it yourself?" Bo reaches for you hands. Taking them into hers she lightly touches your knuckles.You say, "No, I must admit, I called it in", to which she smiles slightly. She'd known that."A mans hands can tell a lot about him you know" changing the subject."Oh? How so", you reply, watching her soft lashes flutter against her cheeks as she. Turning me onto my stomach, he pulled my hips so I was into a kneeling position. He slapped the right side of my ass hard and I gasped, feeling myself clench. Before I could catch my breath, he slapped the other side just as hard. He pressed himself against me without putting his cock inside me and grabbed my hair, yanking my head back. His other hand went around my throat, squeezing just hard enough to make it slightly difficult to breath. As he slipped his cock into me, he pulled my body up. Vivian and George walked up to Brad."Mr. Penny, I'm Vivian Brown and this is my husband George. I want to personally thank you, as the President of the Board of Directors, for your generous donation of $5000." It's Brad, Vivian and you're more than welcome, it's a wonderful charity and a great cause." He lied.George and Brad shook hands but it soon became apparent that the two men really didn't have anything in common so it was Vivian who was left to carry the conversation. "So Mr. Penny...".