I could feel that familiar feeling in my ass, like a warm tingle. I was ready to be fucked and owned by this stranger with an accent. “Come on, take...my black cock down your pretty white throat.” He said as he began to apply more pressure forcing his cock deeper. I was slowly bobbing my head up and down and everytime I went down he applied more pressure forcing it deeper down my throat. I was loving it but not liking it at the same time. I loved the feel of his cock owning me but didn’t like the. A large drop of his freely flowing pre-cum pushed through the dirty gusset.The look on Judy's face was priceless. She stood there eyes wide with here mouth slightly open licking her lips as she watched her son-in-law abuse her dirty panties. She always got wet when she found a pair Evan had used but to actually see him using several pairs of her panties made her gush into the silky pink panties she was wearing under her nightgown. She pulled her nightgown up and slid her hand down over the. . I adjusted them quickly, tightening them for fresh pain. She squealed through the gag. I then attached the remaining side of the bar to her right foot.I examined the panties, by this time they were absolutely sodden, I took a whiff... they smelt musky and wet. “Looks like we need to take a look in here,” I exclaimed, I grabbed a pair of scissors and cut through the expensive lace touching her thigh with the cold steel. Once the panties had been removed, I proceeded to apply lubrication to a. Even after a century, he still had not managed to purge her of such mortal conceits as compassion and mercy. So, he had abandoned his plans to make her his eternal companion and had begun to shape her for another use.For years he had felt the resentment and disdain growing within her. He had pruned and tended these emotions with care both through the abuse of her mind and body and with little excesses like that which had occurred the previous night. Now his careful gardening was about to pay.