My cock was now speeding in and out of her pussy with no opposition. “Oh baby!” She cried, “Your cock is tearing me in half! Don’t stop! Pleas...!” I built up speed and slammed even harder into my mother slapping around her gigantic knockers. “Oh come on baby!” She pleaded, “Just like that, yes!” I pinched the soft sacks and pushed deep inside her.We kissed warmly, my hand still rubbing her gigantic natural breasts. I groaned as my orgasm began to hit. My hot mother grinded furiously against me. Looking up, Angie saw that she was standing right outside the final room of the enslavement process, the CoRiSS room, or the COllaring, RInging, and Slave Stamping room. When she had been employed by the facility, this was the last room she worked in. From there, she could have gone into management. But management was not her fate. Slavery was. Angie’s old co-worker, and best friend, Melissa, was walking up to the coffle of slaves. Without thinking, Angie raised her eyes to meet those of the. She fell forward into me as her pussy tightly clamped around my cock. As she was losing control, I took over moving her up and down on my shaft until I began pump my seed into her tight pussy. I kept working her until I was drained and then we stopped and caught our breath. Babs asked me how it was on our end and I told her that I think she passed with flying colors. Julie started smiling and asked if I really meant it and I told her I did and that she was great. Then Babs told her that if she. "Relax now," he said. "Just relax..."With his weight resting fully upon her, Naomi could feel his massive, rock-hard erection pinned between them. She remembered how large he was and how huge it gotten at the end. And while she liked sex and was far more experienced at it than most women her age, his size literally scared the hell out of her. The head of his massive tool stabbed at her like a blunt knife and incredibly, as terrible as it felt, as much as she feared it,.