I saw two tiny cactus needles in the wrinkles on his ball sack, retrieved the tweezers and carefully plucked them out.“Did I hurt you?” I asked hi.... He just shook his head ‘no’ and then checked around the truck again before settling down to watch me.I checked his balls slowly with my eyes; extremely aware of the head of his dick between my fingers the entire time.“Let me know if you feel anything.” I told him as I gently let my fingers slide over the skin of his ball sack. I looked up at Steve. It hasn’t come off in all that time and then there’s my back.? I turned around so they could see.?Dear God! What the??? My back looked like a city road map, covered with scars and cuts and scabs in every direction from the whippings and beatings I had received. My skin tore every time I twisted or moved. I was bleeding badly and the surface of my back was raw. The EMT’s tried to put me on a gurney, but I stopped them.?The kid—we have to find him.? I led them into the pantry explaining. My legs were starting to give out on me as the last couple of spasmodic contractions pushed out a few more weaker pulses of cum, which Lynette smeared onto her upper chest and over her high, firm, high breasts. When she sensed my unsteadiness, Lynette released my cock from her hands and placed them around the back of my upper thighs. My hard cock sprang back upward and became snagged on her chin when she pulled on the back of my legs with her steely grip to keep me from staggering backwards.The. The dark shadow of her pubis. My mother's cunt! Oh god! Sick! Sick! Sick! But oh so hot!Mother had made plans with some of the girls at her work to join them for a night on the town and she was so elated by the idea. She had asked me if I would mind her going out and I had told her not to worry about me since she hadn't dated any man since my father left three years ago. Besides I had made plans of my own. I had saved up some money and was trying to get into an adult movie and since Mom had.