"Please, Tony! Please let me suck your cock! Please I want to taste you, I want to taste that thick hard cock in my mouth!" she said with considerably...more eagerness this time.I nodded to Tony and he moved forward. Pam quickly swallowed his cock and began sucking on it like it was going to save her life.Watching her face as she swallowed his hard cock was incredible. I've always loved watching her as she sucked my cock, and now I got a kind of voyeuristic thrill of watching her with another. I wanted to cry, knowing the abuse that would follow.He turned around, his face twisted into a permanent scowl. "Where. The. Fuck. Have. You. BEEN?!"I felt the tears sliding down my cheeks already. "I-I was with Peter."His scowl went even deeper. "Bet you let him in your pants didn't you, you fucking slut?!"I stared at him, horrified. "No dad, of course not! We were playing video-games!"He got up from the couch and rushed over to me. He slammed his arm against my throat and put his face close. "Now suck on these," she ordered.I had no choice. I opened my mouth and Amelie thrust her breasts forward, forcing her nipple against my tongue. I started swirling my tongue around it, sucking hard as I did so. "Mmmmmm," Amelie said. "You do good work." I switched my attention to her other breast. She responded with a moan of pleasure.Suddenly, she pulled back. Still holding me down with her hand, she pivoted her body and lowered her pussy onto my face. I obediently started licking her slit up. For Art'spart, he did nothing, standing rigid, desperately trying to figure anescape plan. None was formulating. All he could think about was thepressure from Doyle's cock, the increasingly wet and strong kisses thatpeppered his neck, the hands that roamed about his body. Hands that hadbegun to move south. Hands that would soon discover a surprise betweenArt's legs. He made to grab at Doyle's wrists moving them north again,towards his padded breasts. Doyle took it as a sign. This was no longer.