Free of guilt. Free of doubt. All I have to do is SERVE! Serve your great big fat cock! Does it get any better than that?!"Judging by the ecstatic loo... on her face, he doubted she could feel any better. But her words confirmed his thought that he could really get her off by making her feel even more helpless. "Mommy, I want you to tell me this time when you think you're getting close to cumming. And I don't want you to cum without my permission. You got that?" Yes, my lovely motherfucker." God,. I’m a slave to her gentleness; a prisoner to her comfort. I’m broken, and need someone to fix me. I’m vulnerable, and need someone to protect me. Eleanor will fix me, Eleanor will protect me. Eleanor will make it all better. “You know,” Eleanor says, leaning forward and breathing the words into my ear, “this doesn’t have to be the end of your relationship with them.” “It doesn’t?” I ask, feeling a glimmer of hope rising in my chest. Eleanor will fix me. “No,” she smiles warmly, and traces a. The way he groaned and told me what a good job I was doing made me wish I knew how to purr. Every time I took his dick a little deeper he would gasp and say “that’s it” or “yes, baby, just like that.” I loved the noises he made and I started to squirm as my pussy started to ache and throb.I was happily slurping him in and out of mouth when he reached down and unbuttoned my plaid top and pushed my tank top and bra down so my tits fell free. He used both of his hands to squeeze my tits and pinch. I gripped his chest tightly, gasping. Then he stopped and I smiled, feeling proud I had taken him, but when I lifted my head to look between us, at least half of his dick was still waiting to go inside me. I really wanted to find out what it felt like to take a big white dick after so many years of thinking about it, but my body was just too small for him and I felt like I was already full of Jerry’s dick. His dick was much thicker than my boyfriend’s, it was thicker than my wrist and now I.