Why don’t you let him take your pants off and you will enjoy him just as much as I do.”I couldn’t resist any longer so I lifted my hips off the ...eat after undoing my pants and let the boy pull my pants and underwear off me, exposing my hard cock. I thought I heard both of them groan a little when they saw my hard cock sticking straight up in the air. The next thing I knew, the boy leaned forward and engulfed my cock in his mouth. He started to suck me as I moaned at the feeling of his hot. Her eyes had a little glint in them like that of a young girl who was up to a mischief. Her voice had dropped an octave and in almost a whisper. “I know that it’s revolting, but I want you to lick me, you know, down there. I want my little cuckold husband to clean me up. Would you do that for me? It would prove to me that you still love me and that you forgive me.”I didn’t answer but kissed her again and then moved down to her crutch. More sperm had leaked from her panties than I had expected.. The psychiatrist had been mostly right.The motion of the vehicle stopped, and she suddenly felt too afraid to peep. What if it was the same men transporting her who’d hurt her so badly? What if she played dead, and they just ... dropped her off and left her alone? Maybe alone in the woods somewhere, where the only things she would have to worry about were exposure and wild animals. That would be okay. That was better than anything else she could think of. The faint, muted sounds of classic rock. When Madelaine was moist, Mellissa was permitted to guide my prick into her prostrate parent then watch. Sometimes I'd make Mellissa pleasure her mother, with the vibrator from the older woman's bed-side locker, before I raped her again. At other times I'd nibble her tits until her nipples peaked or make her blow me until Mellissa was panting with barely hidden lust. At first Madelaine could not believe her daughter was aroused by witnessing her humiliation and rape. But there was no disguising.