Brown’s return, they came thundering up stairs, and seeing me pale, my face bloody, and all the marks of the most thorough dejection, they employed ...hemselves more to comfort and re-inspirit me than in making me the reproaches I was weak enough to fear, I who had so many juster and stronger to retort upon them.Mrs. Brown withdrawn, Phœbe came presently to bed to me, and what with the answers she drew from me, what with her own method of palpably satisfying herself, she soon discovered that I. My mother was lying on her stomach without her bra with just a pair of thong panties on. I was almost shaking as I walked over to the bed.I saw that she had placed a couple of towels on the bed with several bottles of massage oil on the nightstand. I suddenly got an idea. "Mom, do you mind if I take my jeans off. They are going to be a bit rough on your skin." Do you have underwear on?" she asked and then laughed."I do," I answered with a laugh of my own. I had in truth thought about leaving my. “Just wrap your legs around my thighs,” I said, then kissed her softly.Summer did as I asked, opening herself fully to me. I pressed gently forward and had no trouble slipping through her slick, plump labia.“Oh!” she gasped, and her eyes opened wide.I didn’t feel a barrier, so I kissed her again, then looked into her eyes and slowly pushed my hips forward.“Ungh!” she groaned as I slid further into her tight, slick tunnel.I pulled back, made a gentle thrust, then, that repeated twice, I ended up. .your the little bitch for the night" rather dismissively. "follow me". I followed her through the house to the lower level. There she instructed me to put some clothes on that were laid out for me. Black sweats and a tank top. My collar was already on. She said Ben's friends would be down when they felt like it and I was to give the a massage with a happy ending. I was also to submit to whatever they wanted.About 30 minutes later the first one came down, another asshole clone of Ben. I.