Oh, cream for me, Caroline. I need your cuntjuice!"Those words were as inspirational as the tongue that formed them, the lips that uttered them. To kn...w that another woman wanted to suck her off was as thrilling as the sucking. Caroline began to wail, her body jerking like a broken puppet."Yes, yes, yes!" she cried.Her cunt melted.Gurgling with joy, Darleen sucked her to the heights and past the heights and kept on greedily sucking until Caroline stopped squirming and lay back, a contented. Sure – Mom was fifteen years younger than Dad and a trophy wife of sorts – but she genuinely cared for me. She'd never had any kids of her own as Dad didn't want any more.But it felt like her affections started to take on a new character after we started going to the gym together. We had a family membership at Elixr, a three story-fitness center downtown. Mom and I started sharing rides given we were both going most days of the week. We had each set a goal to reach by the end of summer. Mine. Deep and long ugly scars will stay on my back for years and they will continue to beat and gangrape me until i was a full pimped whore ,Albanian style like they call it , capable of doing the most bestial poses".?The more innocent and educated the better,they all love to terrorize and humiliate their futur sex slaves !!!!!!!!!!!!Albanian pimps understanding the ?fear? of these women and controlling those fears through the use of threats, intimidation, and violence that has been described as. "Julian ,dear, my love Denis cannot give me the fuck I need..........I would risk my life to do that with him now............do I need to say more? I want to watch him lick the rest of the semen, wine and butter from our toes...I am going to rub myself, and I can't really speak for Rachel...but I want to get out of this gown..and masturbate for his pleasure...........this is........"safe sex'..........ugh..... I hate that term..........he loves me so much, he will do this ,he will let me.