She could smell her musk on his manhood from when he had fucked her arse and she saw a bead of clear pre-seminal fluid form at the eye of his glans. M...chele could not really understand the warning he issued but when he slapped her face she understood his intent. Her face stung and her head was reeling as the man reached behind her head and ripped off the ball gag; she gasped as the gag was released and managed to say one word: "Please!" before the beast pushed his cock into her mouth and. She wrapped her legs around his osft hairy hips, the hair on them scratching softly against her and it felt so good. She moaned loudly and shudderd. She felt him start to slowly pull out of her, then thrust back in deeply. He felt her imbrace him, felt how warm and silky it felt.. how wet, just for him. Joan leaned up and kissed him passionatly, running her tongue over his sweet tasting lips, feeling his tongue against hers. It felt so wonderful. She moaned as he thrust back into her, then come. .." she sighed, wiping her face and sitting next to me. "...I've done way too much to prevent you from becoming like--" I couldn't believe her. I wanted to slap her right there."Mom!" I cried. "What are you talking about?! I'm not sick." But, Malik--" Being gay is not a disease," I firmly stated."But it is a sin," my mom told me. "And you can get HIV--" You can get HIV if you're straight, too!" I blurted. "Why can't you accept me the way I am?!" Because, Malik," she began. "I don't want you to. He got right to the point. “I am going to fuck you. Not now, not here. But I will. You need to gather your things. Is your vehicle locked?” I could only nod dumbly. “Good. So let’s go-your car will be fine until tomorrow.” He rose and headed toward the door. Should I follow him? Of course my feet blindly make their way in the direction he just headed, and I make sure that I have my clutch. I see his black suit jacket almost at the exit, and while part of me is wondering how he knew that.