My feet were firmly fastened to the arms of the chair. Giovanni still held my hands down. He attached the handcuffs to my wrists, increasing my feelin... of helplessness. Marco teased at my cunt, sending me off the cliff once more, shivering through another orgasm. It barely ended, the aftershocks still reverberating, when he stood up as Matteo did and plunged his erection deep inside, thrusting, sliding easily through my wetness, banging hard against my open crotch. I orgasmed again, throbbing. .. Sorry." I said, rushing to my room, and locking the door behind me.My mom was half naked in front of my eyes. That was the first time I thought of my mom that way. The hot, sexual way. In her bra, her breast didn't seem to sag, it's not even a push-up bra. It is a sweet 34CC that would bounce up and down furiously when she rides a dick. Her ass was one to grab, it’s round, and big. I never did really checked her ass before. But the incident 5 minutes ago changed everything, she was one to. I'd hate to mess it up." Don't take too long," Mom said. "You know how your sister is when she has a secret. She has to tell somebody. She can't tell Bev because she already knows. He knows something's up. I could tell when you stopped talking and I told them to take a walk at the hospital. He's going to go after her about it and she's going to be ready to give it up." If you're worried about screwing up because of what happened to me, it's two completely different things," Dad said. "Just wish. Brackens—“ “Julian.” “Well Julian,” she addressed me with that southern twang, “you’ll never own me because I’m no one’s property but my own.” I smiled. It was a good answer. And the indignation inside that southern voice made my dick stir inside my pants. “Okay. So your name is Brenda, but what do they call you?” “Chocolate Peaches.” “How did you get that name, sweetheart?” She didn’t say a word. Instead, she stood up, turned around and lifted the little bit of skirt she was wearing to.