She then got up and leaned over. I moved forward and placed my cock at the entrance to her ass and said, "Tell me what you want. I want to hear you sa... it." Please, sir, fuck my ass," she begged. "Fuck Mistress's slave's ass! Rape me, hurt me!"I pushed hard into her dry ass, and then pulled out. I spit into her asshole and shoved in again. She was screaming and begging, asking me to fuck her harder; to use her; to hurt her. I fucked her as hard as I could, and despite having cum in her mouth. ”“Heeeeeyyy!” said Debra, a flash of understanding shining through the pink fog. “Did your smoothie make me squishy-gooshy?”Then she giggled and the fog closed back in.“I just want to make sure you’re happy, Mamma,” Craig assured her. “And the smoothie makes you happy, right?”“Happy, yummy, gooshy, squishy smoothie...” Debra agreed and didn’t resist at all as her son pressed the glass to her lips and poured it gently down her throat. Such a good boy taking care of his mommy.“Moo!”Craig jerked. "Now it was my turn with the look and he came right out and said he was just kidding. His wife was giving him hell and told him it's no wonder he didn't have any friends talking like that. I walked to my rental and stood over the trunk and filled out the title and handed it to Maria. I again wished her a happy birthday and got in my rental and left. I was pissed and I didn't want to ruin the joy of her having her own car. I knew if I stayed with my feelings about perverts I would probably knock. And the women seemed to be telling each other who had a good dick and who knew how to fuck. He got to sample several white, Asian, African and Arabian pussies. But nothing serious ever developed because the people came and went all the time. Now, besides the problems with the skinheads, there was a lot of racism going on in the small town. Even small jobs were hard to find in the town, for the locals did not like employing foreigners. German jobs for Germans was their favorite sentence. There.