Within its tremulous, rose tinted glow his pale flesh appeared to quiver and writhe. Chloe-Celine stayed her hand, unsure as to how much more of this ...e could be expected to take. Her fingers remained poised and ready upon the dials as she intoned her softly spoken suggestion for a third time.“…You remember that special smell, …that special word don’t you?…”Her voice was calm, reasonable. Modulated with sympathy for his evident suffering.She didn’t however wait for any sort of muffled reply. He then pushed in and out fucking me slow but steady and i had my first orgasm. After a few minutes he filled my hole with cum. Mom then told him that when he was ready she wanted him to fuck me again and more cock each time. That night he fucked me four times and finally had all his cock in me balls deep. He also sucked my tits and told mom I had great tits and a great ass. Mom told him to come back the next night as she wanted me to learn to suck cock. Mom was going to train me to be a whore. As waves of pain and pleasure surged through Charley from the sensations on her clit the bartender let out a loud moan and came hard down her throat, pouring a huge load of sticky cum down into her belly. The sensation caused Charley to tighten her muscles, cunt contracting around nothing and ass clamping around the cock invading it. With that slight movement the man began thrusting wildly in her torn ass, groaning and swearing as he shot a load of hot sperm deep in her bowels. Charley could. She was deathly afraid that Sam would just say,'sorry, no' and walk away. Almost expected it, in a perverse way wouldalmost welcome it as deserved. But please God let it not be. Sam stood there with the two conflicting images of Kara superimposing oneon the other. First the thoughtful caring and gentle Kara, passing lovewith a touch, a word or a look and then... A sneering Kara, belittling the pathetic excuse for a husband that shenow had as she turned her back, embraced and passionately kissed.