I feel you suck on only my head as you run your lube all over the shaft of my cock as I take the other lube and rub it inside and outside your ass. Wh...n you suck me ready you walk with a click of your heels to the bannister on the deck and you lean over it. I slide behind you, lining my cock up and begin to push into your ass. Your moan in pleasure and pain that you welcome. “Yes Master, I’m your anal slut, please your slut, please your mistress.” I tell you to keep smoking as I start pound you. "cool" one of them said and then he promptly sreamed at the top of his lungs as my wife squeesed his balls so tight that they bulged out the sides of her hand . you could see the skin straining not to burst. " you will only speak when spoken to" she said " i don't think you understand , you will be going home with us and work as sperm slaves from now on . those balls are on the clock ". i could tell rick and john were affraid yet john spoke up anyway. " listen bitch i aint no slave. The older woman shuffled off and Alice looked over to see three men sitting on a stoop smiling, laughing, and pointing at her. Alice kept moving, praying she might find a pay phone (if those existed anymore) or maybe a police station. She moved down the street but the further she went, the less street lights there were. It wasn't until she turned around, looking for a street sign, that Alice noticed she was being followed. By the three men from earlier. The trio picked up speed when she noticed. It was resting between his legs; totally soft. I didn’t move my hand much, just tried to grab it and feel it. My heart was beating really fast, and I was scared of him waking up. “What the f… Mom,” I heard a loud voice and it gave me a heart attack. My son got up from the couch and my hand pulled out of his pajamas. He looked at me waiting for my answer. “Son, I’m sorry… it’s not what…” I couldn’t find any words to say to him. I was caught red handed. “Mom!” he said, and I looked at him feeling.