My hand pulled on his long shaft and Robert –Robert’s sperm shot out of his cock and down his mother’s throat.I swallowed. Just about completing...the action before the next spurt hit my throat and I swallowed again, and again and again. I kept pulling on his shaft and eventually I raised my mouth so that my lips sucked on his engorged head. More sperm followed upwards and pooled in my mouth.I savoured It – loved it – wanted more.I suddenly became aware of how wet my pussy was.I wanted to feel. Next morning dad when to work mom was in the kichen cooking when I woke up .I was very afraid mom will kill me today .when I want in kichen mom said good morning my son how r u I was little bit ok I said iam good mom .mom said give me hug I hug her than see said do u like what u so last night I said yes mom but did u told dad she said no I was happy .mom said u want to do the same I said yes but don't tell dad she no I would tell any body same to u .u not going to tell any one I said yes .we. She was wearing a white low-cut top, bare midriff, and long white skirt. He looked around slowly as it dawned on him that this wasn't the Copy Max in New Brunswick. "Where the hell am I?" You're in San Diego," she said."California? How'd I get to California? And who are you?"She laughed. "I downloaded you. And I'm your owner--your mistress." Downloaded? I didn't even upload myself yet! I just went into the scanner to make a CD of myself. I was going to upload it when I got home so I could. Juanita and the goon were chatting, while Nancy tried to maintain her composure.The first stop on the flight was a remote airstrip in Central Mexico. A decision had been made to confine Nancy at a secure brothel in a small city, less than ten miles away. The brothel was managed by Mistress Carmela, a plump fifty year old, whose outward pleasant appearance masked the personality of a visceral sadist. She managed a staff of fifteen prostitutes, along with a male security force, with the clientele.