Helena broke the Kiss and she whispered in my ear:“The bastard is killing me with his cock up my ass…”She then smiled, making me know she was fi...e.Seconds later I saw she had a quiet orgasm; but the Boss did not notice it.The old man had a good stamina; he was pumping Helena’s ass and he did not show any signal of being tired. But he suddenly increased his pace and opened his mouth as he tensed his back.He grunted loud, indicating he had discharged a nice load of sperm inside my sexy. He then continued to degrade her, "Look at your belly Holly, see the shadow under your belly, it's bigger then the shadow from your tits."What he was saying wasn't true but he was getting in her head and she had no idea how hard he had worked to get the right alignment with the lights and to make sure exactly where she needed to stand in order to create the shadows he wanted under her boobs and belly.He then asked, "What word is written in red on your belly?"While more tears streamed down her. To make matters worse, at least to Sally, her face was covered with freckles.I was nearly nine-years-old when she went for her preschool screenings. One of the screenings revealed she needed glasses. Her parents couldn't afford fancy frames, so Sally got the cheap black horned rim style. Sally hated her glasses. I tried to cheer her up by telling her that the glasses helped bring attention to her pretty light brown eyes. I remember her looking up at me and smiling.Naturally, it wasn't long. Instead, he used brute force to ram his cock further, choking me. I heard him laugh. "Do it faggot! Choke on my black cock! You look great there on your knees with your hot white lips stretched around my cock and playing with your own white meat like a little boy." He pulled back for a second, and then forced his way into my throat again. Before I had time to start choking, he withdrew, and then slammed in again. He set up his pace slowly taking more and more of my throat, working until I had.