Her body was burning with pleasure as her orgasm approached, she could feel the doggy cock expanding and as the knot was forced into her cuntal openin... she screamed in pleasure as she came. Moments later she orgasmed again as the canine cock locked deep in her womb jerked and flooded her with hot jism.As she lay back joined with the black dog she turned her head to look at Marie and her children. David was grunting in pleasure as he reamed his cock deep into Marie's willing pussy; Marie had her. Then his Mum snapped, “You placed the advert didn’t you Scott.” Scott looked wide eyed at his Mum. He was speechless. What should he say? Surely he should deny it, but he looked at the four visitors who had travelled so far and felt a pang of conscience. He felt so bad and looked across the room at the visitors and said a quiet, “Sorry.” Scott looked back at his Mum who was now very cross. She was nodding her head and pursing her lips, her breathing was heavy. This did not bode well for Scott.. " He slapped her with his cock again leaving precum on her cheek before forcing it in her mouth. She didn't even fake protest as he fucked her face and throat to tears. "Take it you dirty whore," he said while grabbing her hair and holding her to the base. Spittle was all over her tits now, but he just kept throat fucking her harder and harder making her gag. She was playing with her pussy through her panties and twisting her big nipples roughly, but it just wasn't enough. All pretense gone,. I mean, we are all so used to dressing the way we want – style, colour, design but I'm being dressed by other people without any reference to my wishes. Like being in prison. In prison – that's what Gaspazha Neena said when she was punishing me: slaves are in custody. And look at the way I'm talking about them now. Neena is no longer the girl or Neena. She is now Gaspazha Neena. I don't feel a surge of outrage anymore when they subject me to these various indignities. I just accept that this is.