The boi was letting Adrianna use his 2012 Ford Focus. KiKi planned to take an Uber. He arrived and started giving Ahmad a blowjob.Ahmad’s phone star...ed going off. Text after text. Now, he was getting calls. “Hang on, boo! Let me see who this is. Adrianna?”“Yeah, dad! It’s me. I got KiKi’s whip. I wanna come see you!”“Okay, cool. How long till you get here.”“About five minutes away if that’s cool.”“Sure!”Ahmad hung up. “Yo, baby! Go in the guestroom and wait for a minute. I’ma break her off real. He grabs my face gives me a super wet & aggressive kiss then pulls me away & guides my face to his raging & very hard erection. Immediately I open my mouth & swallow his engorged cock head. He starts grunting & telling me how good it feels. His thighs instantly contracted once my lips engulfed his dick. He kept asking me how I like his dick but in a very arrogant way. I was trying to massage his balls & lick them but it wasn't really possible in the cramped car. I was so turned on. He was. No tenderness ... just pure unbridled lust.Rachel pushed me onto the floor. She ripped off her sweat pants and shirt. She brought her leg over me, straddling me. Positioning her hips over mine she dropped down onto me impaling herself on my rock hard dick. She began to pump her vagina on me. I could feel her vaginal muscles messaging me. She squeezed my dick so tight that it was difficult to move. The feeling was incredible.Soon we were in a rhythm, a wild, insane, impossible rhythm. We pounded. He turned back to me. His cock swung like a baseball bat. I dodged away."Pray to me, Mom. It'll be good practice for when you really are my slave." He slapped me. "But never, EVER, say 'father'!"His attack stunned me long enough to find my son's prick plunging once more into my mouth, his hands pressing the back of my head. This time he had betrayed God. That hurt more than his raping cock. Still, I didn't cry. I had to survive my son's fresh assault. I had to breathe, I told myself. Sobs would.