I try to suck on it as it takes little stabs at my mouth.My pussy spasms again with my ass clenching his cock, he starts a rhythmic drive deeper into ...y ass. The pace quickens and my heart beats faster. I reach behind and take his balls in my hand as he starts to really pump my ass full of his manhood.He draws it all the way out to torment me and then slams it back in nearly taking my breath away.He pulls it out again and KNOWS he has me right where he wants me... BEGGING for him to put it back. “Remember what you promised.” He cautioned. “You even said you needed my cum several times a day.” His cock pressed my lips.All I could remember was how sick I had felt. I wanted to fight him, to prove he would never win, as God was my protector. I was simply too groggy. I let my son’s hard prick slide into my mouth.Head limp, he used me like a doll, fucking my mouth quickly. His hands bobbed my head to his preferred pace. “Suck me, Mommy.” He urged.I debated it, decided it might get his rocks. Again I'm getting ahead of my story and looking back with the perfect false prescience of hindsight. What I know, I have learned over many hard years. I didn't know it then. Then, I was mostly a slave to my own half understood instincts.-oOo-The open prairie was dotted with grass runners. It was the heart of the night, but the moon was full and the sky clear. Here and there I could see one of the beasts standing guard, alert and watching the edges of the cane fields that bordered the small lake. Bewildered she said "wh..what..d'you mean" . I said I took all your shit to your dads , I cleared out MY spare room and dumped it all in his garage .." she quickly looked in the spare room .." What the " she said ... She ran back into the bedroom and stood there with cum dribbling out between her legs . I had just slipped my dressing gown on and said "Get your clothes on and get out " She started to get dressed really quickly ..I started to sing "You don't live here anymore ..." In the style of.