Your hand presses a bit more, cutting off my air for a few thrusts before you loosen your grip. “Beg for it!” you repeat as I inhale sharply and c...ugh.“Please come for me, Sir,” I whimper.You growl and slap my ass hard. Your hips keep their pace as you thrust into my abused and stretched hole.I continue, my panting in fast, short gasps, “Please come in my ass, Sir. I’m a dirty fucking cumslut whore fuckdoll, Sir!”All these words spew from my mouth almost automatically. My brain has almost shut. Courtney Hollings wasn’t the last person to make a run at us. If we don’t put our foot on their necks from the outset we’re going to have even more people taking shots at us. Now people know how it will end if they try – and it’s always going to be me who deals with people like that. I’m the only one with the stroke.”Phil was facing the backseat but he saw Hailey shifting in the passenger seat. The people in the backseat looked at him incredulously.“Hailey, how seriously does Mom take her. But you also love the way I make you come afterwards, face buried in your red ass, tongue tickling your asshole, fingers working your clit and nipples until your ass hole spasms around my tongue and your juices soak my hand. I walk over and stop in front of you. Your eyes are looking down, your face hidden behind your curls. I lift your face softly and kiss your lips. I whisper in your ear, "You have been bad." I feel your knees buckle as you slump against me before regaining composure. I. “No one since Mike left.”“bloody hell, girl. That’s disgusting. It’ll heal up if you’re not careful.”“Really! Carol you do talk a load of…..”“Don’t tell me, lady, that you don’t lie in that bed of yours and wish some cock was pounding you silly.”“We-ell….”“And in the next room is ten inches of thick man meat at an age when he has more spunk than he knows how to get rid of. That’s why he takes us all on. He’d be wanking every five minutes otherwise.”“I think I need to sort this out with.