" OK," I finally managed. Mostly because I wanted the issue to go away - not because I felt at peace with what I was being asked to do.But despite tha..., because I felt guilty and because I could kind of see what my mom meant about throwing away towels and how disgusting it was to store it under my bed - the smell had even bothered me a little bit, sometimes - I did try to conscientiously put the towels in the laundry. And since mom mostly did the laundry, and she never made any comment or said. She screamed into gag and flailed about for several seconds. He knew he had to make this quick as she would not last long. WHACK! She again screamed and flailed and when she stopped he leaned into her and told her he wanted two more welts on each tit and he would stop. With that, WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! She started screaming and flailing and he told her that he was done. He told her that she needed to stop or she would hurt herself or he would whip her without mercy over the rest of her. The bikers just watched, as I tried to get the dog to release me. All I did was to move him from my front to my rear and it was then he started to hump me. By his size and the pressure against me he had to be about 50 pounds or more. A big pit bull!I then cried out for help from the two bikers who were just standing smirking at my discomfort.It was the elder one who finally shouted to the dog.“Fang! Leave the lady alone!”The dog stopped humping me but still held me tight. By his panting and. She started to make it squirm around and kept putting pressure on my prostate. Sucking it in and out slowly. With a steady suction. I couldn't hold it any more. I pulled my cock out of her mouth and lifted her by her should. Her finger didn't want to exit my ass. It almost hurt as I pulled her up. I spun her around to face away from me. Looking into the sink now, I spread her ass open and lifted to get to her pussy and just slid my cock into her pussy. Wet, hot and ready to fucked hard. I just.