She actually had tears running down her cheeks and I brushed them away with my free hand. “Your turn” she said as she slid to her knees, pulling m... shorts down with her for the 2nd time. My cock sprung free again, nearly hitting her in the face before she eagerly wrapped her mouth around it and started bobbing on me. Her inexperience showed as her teeth started to sc**** my cock. I had to stop her so I reached down under her arms and lifted her. “Hey, don’t you want to cum?” she asked. I. The second question was the main point of my frustration. I accepted the fact the first time I was coerced, and a lot of the time under the influence of illegal substances, but the questions turned like worms in my brain, "would I do it again? if I did would I enjoy it?" Two decades later, and now an upstanding member of society, would I do it again out of my own free will? Give myself to a dog? Stick my ass high in the air like a slut, and beg him to mount me, and use me, and pound me with. And with that I open my eyes, my mouth, my legs. as he delved his hand straight onto my throbbing cock. go this hand is on my cock, I couldn’t say a word. MMM lover I’m going to make you come in those lovely tights those wicked pantyhose you’re wearing. ‘Are you going to cream them up for me lover’ he teased? his finger was probing the entrance to anus. I bet you’ve never done this before? No No Oh No With that comment still sinking in, He kissed me fully on the lips again, the tip of his. ”“Hey, that particular wildcat is always my favorite pussy,” Miles joked between bites of the deep dish, Chicago-style, pepperoni and black olives pizza.“Well, don’t forget that this kitty has claws, and if you stroke the fur just right, you can make her purr,” Pamela kept up the feline jokes.“Mom, Dad, seriously, get a room!” Angie teased her parents a bit, laughing the whole time.“If we do, we’re dragging you with us and making sweet, sweet love to you, daughter of mine,” Pamela warned her.