I want you to feel good,” she responded.I kept thrusting and slowly increased my pace. She seemed to be enjoying it now. The look of discomfort left...her face, and she grabbed my face and pulled me in for a kiss. A deeply passionate one and that was it for me. It took me over the edge. In the middle of the kiss, I asked, “Can I finish inside, aunty?”“Yes, beta. Of course. Go for it,” she panted and replied. I began thrusting really quickly and with one final push unloaded rope after rope after. After a few stunned minutes, my jaw hit the floor. Barron mounted me and bred me like a female bitch dog. He put his unsheathed cock into me on the first thrust. The giant toy I felt was his knot. I just sat there stunned. I didn’t know what to say or even do. Do I destroy this DVD? Should I show it to Tim? How ashamed of me would he be? What about Margaret? Can I trust her in the future since she was in on this from the start? My head was spinning with a hurricane of questions.Before I. ‘Don’t stop!’ I yell as he pulls his face back from my burning snatch. ‘Sorry,’ he says, leaning back and stripping my panties off. ‘I had to get rid of these,’ he smiiles, before diving back into my pussy. ‘Ohhhhhhh! Yeaaaahhh!’ I exclaim, entwining my fingers in his hair and bucking my ass off the bed as he sucks my clit into his mouth and pumps two fingers into my enflamed pussy. ‘Oh God!’ I moan. ‘Don’t stop! That’s exactly it, Jeremy,’ I yell. ‘Don’t … fucking … stop!’ I’m out of control,. "Fred, hand me the towel and duck tape."Without comment, but with a puzzled look on his face, Fred handed them to me. I used the towel to wipe mom's drenched pussy. It was even wetter then when I had checked it, only a few minutes ago. When the lips were dry, I used the duck tape to hold them open, exposing her clitoris. Then I took the piece of leather from my pants pocket.She must have realized what I had in mind, because she started begging again."Oh God no, please, not there. I suffered.