Not yet. "Uhh! Uhhh! UHH!! Do you want me to cum inside your pussy, bitch? Hmm?"The dazed young captive stirred. Layla's lips opened as she protested ...eakly. "No…please Sir. Don't." Then suck this cock, bitch. Give me a happy finish with your worthless mouth." The General abruptly pulled out as Layla sat up, unsteady on her hands and knees. She sat back on her haunches and watched as the General's humongous cock dangled right before her eyes. She licked the tip of his cock, tasting her own. ”“What do you want me to do?” I asked.She got back down on the bed and took my cock in her mouth again. She sucked it up and down, using her hand to cup and massage my balls. She got me to the edge again, then pulled away. She looked me in the eyes.“I want you to take Jon’s cock head in your mouth,” she said.“Woah, what??” I asked. I hadn’t even noticed that Jon had moved closer to the bed. I saw his dick out of the corner of my eye. It looked even bigger up close. It was almost mesmerizing.. He twisted the wordmother out. She backed away, "Dan, don't tell me you still hold thatgrudge. It's been 20 years." Lets sit down and discuss it because there are things that you do notknow about your daughter and what happened to me. But, for taking herside and not letting me tell you then, I hold you responsible, andaccountable. Now sit down!" It was clearly a command. She walked into the living room with him and they saw Rachael sittingthere waiting, with her husband. She sat down beside her. .. with my pussy.”Her eyes shone, and I grinned at her.“Would you fuck me?”“Yes.”No hesitation.“You’d fuck me?”“Yes.”“You’d commit incest?”“Yes.”“You would let me fuck you?”“Yes.”“Why?”“Because,” Lucy said, her blank eyes boring into mine. “If you can do that to Marcie and her father, you’re too powerful to resist.”Session C29:“If I asked you, would you tell me what you thought of Marcie?”“No.”“Why not?”Richard didn’t answer.I sighed.“If I asked you why you wouldn’t tell me what you thought of.