You push your cock all the way into my mouth, holding yourself in my throat. Tears start to form in my eyes before you pull back out. You push back in...o my mouth with more force as you get closer to cumming. I moan and feel my legs start to quiver as my pussy gets tighter. You push all the way back into my mouth, cumming down my throat. "Don't you dare cum yet, and stand up," you warn in the dark voice that sends shivers down my spine. I whimper, but do as I'm told and stand up. I stare at you,. Slowly realization dawns. As he pushes me forward on this "swing" (for lack of a better word) he starts to laugh heartily as he begins to vigorously stroke himself. He knows that drives me wild, he knows it well. I'm grunting and heaving behind the gag, making small sequestered throaty sounds as he paces around me in a circle, stopping once to let me watch him masturbate. I've no doubt by now that my cunt is actually dripping its sweet slick honey onto the mat below, and I don't care, I just. The game started timidly with a shoe or sock being lost then Jane wanted my shirt off, eventually I won and returned the request to Jane, She removed her blouse while still sat down and I got to see her magnificent tits spilling out over her bra.After some more small items, Karla asked her mother to remove her skirt. Jane stood up undoing the clasp and zip on her skirt and let it fall down her legs. Fuck, she was in stockings and wearing her daughter’s suspender belt and matching knickers,. "Nope. Just fell down some steps. No big deal," he answered through gritted teeth as his ribs objected to the strain of sitting up.Arlene and Ann had long since left to go play in the game room after it became obvious that Hope didn't need them any more, and wasn't having any problems with Art being near her. He now sat with the final sketch in his hand. There had been three previous ones she had trashed, only to start over again, but she had learned each time."That was work," Art sighed. "It.