He laughed and pushed me off his dick, then popped the buttons open and pulled his jeans down onto his thighs. As his cock sprung free, I sucked the l...ng, fleshy tube of foreskin, sucking out the strong-smelling pre-cum, sticking my tongue deep inside to lick his parted dick-lips. His dick jumped in my mouth and as I began to suck up and down on that velvet shaft I used one hand to stroke the lower several inches that I couldn't fit in my mouth and throat. As my right hand stroked up and down. He lay on top of me and kissed me for the second time in the night, but my neck this time as I was gagged. One of his hands slid onto my boob and started playing with my nipple, teasing it, making it hard. I was lost in the moment, it felt like a drug. Quickly he reached down, and before I knew it I felt agonizing pain in my nipple; looking down I realized he had clamped my nipple. I groaned into the gag. Knowing what was coming as he massaged my other nipple, I impulsively tried to stretch. I hopped in my car and headed for the adult theater. I had told her not to go there alone but was sure that is where she was headed. I arrived at the theater and parked by her model car. A hand on the hood said it had not been parked there long. I walked into the adult store. The same middle aged big, black guy we had met before was behind the counter. Before I could say” have you seen a …” . He smiled, nodded his head toward the theater and said “I get off in 15. Her shirt was above her right breast, but covering the other one, her dark nipple rock hard and asking to be pinched. Played with. Sucked. I resisted the temptation to lick the very breast I was fed from as a baby, and focused my attention to the more urgent matter at hand.What would have seemed inconceivable, impossible, and just insane a couple days ago was no longer any of those things. My mother was on the counter in front of me, her plump pussy lips wide open with the darker purple inner.