I am not a Communist, so I could not do this. When I refused, he grabbed me, shook me and threatened me. I had not gone to the bathroom and I needed...to urinate very badly. I asked to go. I was refused. Then he told me to stand up and lift the hem of my dress. I hated to have to do this, but I did not want to see my son harmed. My hands were shaking, but I did it. I pulled it up and then he told to pull it up higher. I was showing my underwear. Then he told me to turn around. I was. I quickly glance over to the sofa and look at the other two; her step dad Peter is sketching us as he nurses a throbbing hard-on, and next to him is Elle's mum, Mary, equally naked and looking only a little older than her daughter as she smiles at us while she plays with herself.Elle pulls my face, and my attention back to her, pulling my face down to her. I close my eyes and feel a thrill course through my body as our lips meet, then part, and I'm kissing this girl who kisses like someone far. Once Jason felt the slick hot moistness against the head of his dick instinct took over and he sank into the little prostitute with a moan of pleasure. As he felt her cunt-walls adjusting to his thrust, he monetarily held himself deep in her, thinking to himself that this was the best feeling he'd ever experienced in his life.Even though the teenage boy had just cum in Marta's mouth only a few minutes before, the wonderful sensations that her hot little cunt hole was giving him as he thrust. “YES!” she said with enthusiasm. “It’s so great! I knowits so very bad thing to do, but I am alone here onthis ranch there’s nobody to see me and I feel that Ican do what I want so long as Impressive doesn’t gethurt.” she said as if convincing me to her point.“Well,” I gasped at the thought as it all really beganto sink in that she was being brutally honest with me.The horse whinnied and stomped again reconfirming thereality of it all..