This unfortunate mishap had clearly left her with a few questions to answer when next she was in the terrifying presence of her short-tempered father,...who might be away for the day, but would surely find out when he returned - this being a small and tightly knit community whose microscopically small-minded denizens delighted in all kinds of tittle tattle and malicious gossip, the more malicious the better. She could feel, in an anticipatory way, the weals on her backside already, as she rubbed. Suddenly something pushed hard at the entrance to my anal sphincter. I yelped at the sudden intrusion and looked back. Demie's barbed tail had morphed into a red cock and was pushing into my ass! I didn't want this!Demie grabbed my face and pulled it close to hers. I was going to die! I closed my eyes."Relax, Tom," she said softly.I opened my eyes. Her face was still inches from mine. She wasn't going to kill me? She wasn't going to rape my ass?She continued: "No, really, relax, or this is. I arrived at April’s house at 4:00. We planned to see ‘The Bourne Identity’ at 5:00. It had already been out for a couple of months, so we knew we would have no problems getting seats.I rung the doorbell and was greeted by a short, pretty black lady that looked like an older, darker version of April and a tall, muscular light-skinned black man with sharp, angular features.“You must be Jake. I’m Henry and this is my wife, Holly.” He reached out and gave me a firm handshake.“Hello, Mr. and Mrs.. Mom...that's..." he let out breaths at a time.I pulled it out of my mouth. "Now sweetie, when you start to cum I want you to push your dick in my mouth as far as it will go. When you feel me clench around it like that then all of your cum is going straight down my throat. Ok dear?"He took a deep breath and nodded.I opened for him and he pushed it in slowly. I grabbed at his hips and helped him to get a rhythm. He was timid about pushing into my face like this so I helped him until he realized I.