SLAAAP. Lisa’s head snapped back. Say It. Call me your Daddy.SLAAP.Crying – Daddy.Tell me. Fuck me Daddy. Lisa Crying screamed. FUCK ME DADDY N...w dats better.FUCK MY PUSSY HARD – SAY IT BITCHFUCK MY PUSSY HARD.Lisa was screaming as they grabbed her and tied her hands behind her back.Hood dat Bitch. A dark cloth bag was placed over her head and they cut out only a small hole.She was pushed back and forth between each old grizzled black guy. Hands grabbed and probed herEvery where. Panic. Rarely, or never, I have seen an erotic scene like this.I could not control myself and sank to my knees when I was standing behind Debra watching the show. I licked my way down between Debra’s ass crack, over her asshole, circling it, and further down towards the entrance of her pussy.Debra could not control herself either and gave shorts squirts’ of pee juice while moaning loudly.“quick Lucas, fuck me, don’t wait, I need it now, put your cock in, fuck me hard and put your hands in front to rub. ‘Think through this’, she thought. ‘God, I’m his mother’.Her underwear was in disarray. Her flesh coloured bra had slipped when she fell, the clasp snapping, exposing a nipple. He had not made time to take off the matching knickers now resting uneasily to one side of her pussy, cum-stained from the recently activity. As she moved to straighten her scant clothing her hand brushed against her exposed nipple, already hard. Confused, she felt a ripple of sensation through her upper body settling. I pointed to hers—"She'll take another one." "Thanks," she said then took her jean jacket off and put it on top of her back pack on the floor. She was wearing a skimpy black tank top that could barely contain her big tits and it was obvious she wasn't wearing a bra. I moaned to myself when I saw her tits and her nipples making little peaks on her tight tank top. Her cleavage was driving me crazy. She smiled and looked into my eyes, knowing she was getting me hot. She glanced down at my crotch.