She was not wearing her usual cotton leopard skin night pants with her fuzzy gray house coat like usual. No today she was wearing a short silky white ...ouse gown with red flowers and butterfly print. It came to about her mid upper thighs. I could tell that she had just recently shaved her legs and washed her hair. She kissed me and welcomed me home and said that dinner was ready and we could eat as soon as I was ready. I went to the kitchen table and was greeted by a man she worked with. He. .. Anyway. When Patti was comming to me I was cleaning up browsing history in my pc just in case, but it never seemed she would be happy to check it and dig in my pc. But as it was easy to find later, she liked to check what she shouldn't. And she has found I was watching porn movies, and I was registered on some adult portals where are other people as well. She used it and she caught me as little boy. She created fictional profile and invited me to friends. She asked me for email address and. After a minute more he stuffed his cock into my cheek and fucked it as best he could and then slapped hard at my cheek, the pain searing in my cheek as he did so. For several minutes I sucked his cock and balls until he pulled me off, had me lean back while he got up and finished taking off his clothes. He motioned for me to stand up and when I did, he had me take off my top and shorts as well. "Kiss me bitch" he demanded and I moved in and kissed him long and hard. He played with my tits as we. It was illogical... beyond insane, to just let myself be used like this. Everyone would at least try to fight it, no? But I couldn't. I didn't. I'm so ashamed. Instead of protesting - I raised my butt, like a good tentacle slut, and tried to push back until it was inside me... but the tentacle pulled away. It took several moments before I felt it slide between my labia, pushing the tip in, only to withdraw seconds later. It was 'testing the waters', and it did so again. And I just stayed. I.