”The person standing on the bed above her grabbed her jaw again. “Now don't make a sound. We're going to teach you to deep throat this week. Do...sn't that sound like fun?” She moaned in reply as the men in the room began to laugh again. The man shoved his dick into her mouth again, this time she felt balls flap onto her face. The smell of them alone made her want to gag but she controlled herself, afraid of getting slapped and humiliated again. He worked it in slow and she felt it slide. Amys heart was still beating well into the meal. Bits and pieces of her were disappearing and soon she was lying on her back, legs mostly gone but what was left spread wide. The wooden dildo was still in place and deep inside her cunt when someone said that it was a shame to not be able to fuck a live slut. The men were very drunk and a few decided that fucking what was left of Amy was a great idea. Someone was soon on the table pulling at the wooden dildo which had been pounded in so deep. I could not care less about what you have between your legs. I’ve seen more pussy, and cock than you’ll see in your lifetime,” My Mom assured her. I had never heard her boast about that before, but I didn’t doubt my Mom either.“The core values I am teaching you are similar, and the basic protocols, but it is much more mature,” My Mom explained. She went over the female condition, and how we were manipulative, and that Jenny’s training was designed to address his shortcomings as a know-it-all,. I pull my panties off, and as I continue to suck and lick your dick, I begin to finger fuck my beaver. I am soaking wet and swollen, and it doesn't take me long to come as I rub my clit harder and faster. You pick me up and carry me to the bedroom, kissing me deeply the whole way. You throw me onto the bed, and I take my bra off as you play with your dick. You lean in and kiss and nibble on my nipples, everyonce in a while throwing a bite in there to keep my senses heightened. You can feel.