Not in this bad neighbourhood. Which was why I didn't even bother screaming. Maybe this was the day I became a walking corpse too, like my mom.“Get ...n there,” he growled and shoved me towards a black pick-up truck. I opened the passenger door and quietly climbed in. I could have tried to climb out and make a run for it, but I doubted I would have gotten very far. Or to anywhere much safer. I was half naked, with no shoes, in a place littered with broken glass and used syringes and worse… men. Honey, I know thismust look strange, but I..." Shush, shush, little one. Don't try to explain yourself. No need. Ifound your little hidden box of girl stuff some time ago. Including thattiny, tiny chastity cage. One week when I was up here alone in thewinter. Took my time checking everything out, learning about yoursecret. I noticed there was only one key, so I looked around our house.When you were up here. Finally found it, about two weeks ago, in theback of your underwear drawer. You didn't. Oh my gawd, I looked at her butt as a newly discovered playground. Until then, I had not realized I was such an ass man. No matter, I was certainly my mother’s ass man. Hey! That works! Wonder Woman and Ass Man! We could be the next super hero TV show. Gawd, I am funny.Manipulating my mother’s butt, I caressed it, squeezed it, pushed her cheeks together and pulled them apart. My lips travelled her ass from north to south and east to west. With her cheeks pulled apart, I ran my tongue down her. As we reached there it was a bit isolated as it was noon, he took me behind a fishing boat and brought out the toy that he used on me when I met him the last time. He kneeled down, raised my skirt and pulled panty aside. He brought his tongue to my vagina and licked my vagina. He spat on my vagina and asked me to spit on his palm, he inserted his finger inside my vagina and after making sure about the lubrication, he inserted the toy. He pulled my panty to how it was and got up. I got what he.