“We’re fine, Dad.” “Okay! Next stop in sixty miles.” A lone black and white cow in a rolling green meadow stared across the railing at us as...we drove passed. In the reflective surface of the slate grey, TV screen, I caught sight of me propped on my hefty son’s lap like a slutty doll. The view was hot yet disturbing. His half-shut eyelids quivered. He shifted slightly and his huge dick ended up wedged in the crack of my ass. Did he do that on purpose? Oh my god! This was wrong. I mean he’s my. She moved quickly and before I knew it, I was on my back and she had her wet knickers against my mouth again. “Do that again” she said as I used my tong and teeth against her, Susan was bucking and moaning again. Suddenly she fell forward and grabbed the headboard, with one hand and pulled her knickers to one side as she let go her cum which dribbled out of her hole. This was my first sight of a proper wet pussy; I did not need telling twice as I clenched her bum and pulled her down so I could. Her pussy was just as tight as Christina's again and could feel every move and gyration, though Christina worked me better and Sophie focused on getting herself off because she orgasmed pretty quickly, in a higher pitch moaning than I expected. I asked if we could switch to doggy and Sophie agreed, rolling over into doggy and waited for me to push into her. As I pushed into her Sophie gasped and it wasn't long before I was working my cock all they way in and out of her, while rubbing her pussy.. I don’t resent him for it. He didn’t throw me into some kind of hell. Apparently The Company was some kind of interdimensional entertainment corporation. I didn’t really love the idea of being someone’s sex doll or action figure, but they assured me that hardly anyone actually wanted someone who wasn’t happy to be there, and they typically used the souls of serial rapists for that kind of client when they did show up.For a long time I just waited. Chatting occasionally with my neighbors or.