It looked massive on her, was tighter than any hole I'd ever been inside before, and most importantly, I was currently deflowering it.Her moans were g...owing in no small part due to the fact that I had 6 inches of thick cock slipped into her rear hole. After a sloppy blowjob that nearly made me loss it in under a minute, she had straddled my lap and slipped me as far into her as she could."We don't have a condom, so you can only fuck my ass," Mady had told me."But I want to feel your tight pussy. She was also not wearing her seatbelt. "Step out of the car, please," I said without preamble. She'd been driving fast enough to earn a trip to jail, she was possibly involved in something, and I wanted her out where I could better observe her."What?" Her face turned an alarming shade of red, and her face twisted in pure rage. "I – can't! Why do I have to?" Her hands dropped to her lap.Dammit, that was stupid, I thought viciously. My reaction was swift. I jerked the car door open and grabbed. That had been a one-time experience.As if from nowhere, her mind recalled her first group sex experience when she was ending her second year at college and she had felt the need to download stress and adrenaline from her body and mind, since running and other physical activities weren't fulfilling their function, and neither was masturbation, so she put the books and notepads aside, thinking that a night in town, a few drinks, dancing, and maybe a little sex would be the best remedy for her. You will be my slave boyfriend. You will be a comfort boy to me. A fucking toy boy that I will do with as I please. You are going to write a letter to your mother. You will tell her in the letter that you decided to run away from home. You are running away because of guilt. Guilt for the death of that poor girl. Guilt for what would have happened to that poor girl you ordered the other kids to throw down the river seven years ago,? Ivy coldly making his life miserable.Charles loved his mom. .