When Greg died in the crash while fleeing the police, Penelope had been sent to a treatment center. Her stability had already been in question because...of her unwavering belief that her son was totally blameless in all of the things that had happened to him.Penelope knew that her true feelings, her true state of mind could never be revealed. She also knew that revenge could be purchased. As soon as she was back home and the close surveillance of her had been eased, she began accumulating a large. Now they began rubbing their cocks on her cheeks and sometimes her red lips.“Mmm, that feels so good, a hard, black cock running over my white cheeks and red lips.” she moaned softly. “Would you like to see them rub their cocks on my face, jerking those beautiful pieces of black meat till they shoot two more big loads of cum on me?”Cheryl cooed and let them rub the heads of their cocks on her face, nose and lips as they stroked their cocks. Cheryl held the dildo/microphone a little closer to. By doing the dishes you are depriving him of something which gives him sexual pleasure.I often find I have become sexually excited at the darnest times. I may be ironing her clothes, cleaning the bathrooms, preparing dinner, washing dishes -- you name it. And I realize I have an erection. I get excited every time I think about her. I get excited sometimes when I am doing the most mundane of chores for her. She may not even be at home and yet I have become excited just knowing I am serving her. I started to sob, as I just knew that my cunny was going to hurt after this. Already every now and then my cunny hurt when I went for a peepee after Grandpa had pushed a tiny thin steel rod inside my peepee hole. My uncle came over first, with a bottle of beer. He took a big sip, then pushed the bottle into my cunny. He then asked the other two to lift me up. I thought I would be standing on my feet, but they tipped me up so I was nearly on my head – my hands flapping down onto the.