The very idea was so disgusting and degrading to me that even in my fantasies about rape and slavery, being sodomised hadn't figured into anything.It ...as something I should have expected from a crude, lowlife like Al. His friends, of course, were no better. The finger woke me up a bit as I felt it thrust into my little hole. I grunted in pain, trying to twist my head around to look."N... no... NOooooo!" I groaned, struggling against the leather bonds."Shut up, slut, or I'll gag you again." Were. I find my's mother's bedside nightstand. Eagerly, I go to check it but Istop myself. I am only inches from my mother's face. Her eyes are closedbut she's squishing up her nose like she smells something bad. It's me.She can smell me. Holy shit! Move fast!I scan the top of her nightstand by the light from the window. I quicklyassure myself that it's not there. This is a disaster. I check thedrawer. The drawer protests just slightly as I open it and gives off theslightest tweet. I don't even. ” He grinned. “Please try it.” I laughed and we kissed. He felt and kissed my breasts and pretty soon he was fingering me. Then he got his head between my legs and licked me until I came. Then he lay on his back, his thick cock waving. “Ride me, June, ride me, baby,” he said. Grinning, I squatted over him and guided his cockhead between my wet lips. He thrust up, but I rose to the occasion and kept him from getting deeper into me. I held myself at the top of his reach and rocked back and forth,. I don't know how long I was asleep when I felt her start to caress my ass and she soon began to spoon me. I thought I was dreaming at first then she slowly began to move her hand to my breast. I felt her lift my tank top up and start to pinch my nipple. I froze. (Now the main problem was that she knew exactly how I like to be touched because I would explain to her how my boyfriend was not fulfilling me enough due to him not being into rough sex. She knew my weaknesses and played it well.