You see, my real dad divorced my stepmom and moved awayand I never knew my real mother. My dad married my stepmom when I was 9 andthough our relations...ip was strained and a bit distant, I considered her mymother.So at age 18, I was a real hellraiser. Finally one day, my stepmom, Donna, laiddown the law: I would follow her rules to the letter or I would be placed "inthe system," kicked out. She explained to me that she was my only family andI'd lose it if I disobeyed her one more time. She. Mom pushed me down onto my back and leaned over me, moving her leg away from my erection and her pussy away from my hand. “Shh…,” she murmured as she allowed me to calm down a bit. My lips never left her breast, but I stopped sucking, panting in my aroused state. When my breathing returned to normal, I began feeding again. As I filled on her milk, my mind entered that numbing state where it was impossible to tell if I was asleep or awake; no thoughts filled my head, only the warmth of our. Thompson grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face close to his. He kissed me on the lips, then looked at me and said to Jorge, “Pull into that gas station there Jorge. You can have her in the bathroom for 5 minutes. Consider this your annual bonus”. I looked at Mr. Thompson and mouthed “please no”. He just laughed and whispered to me, “Whore, this is only the start of a fun business trip. Now run along, I have some calls to make”.I was in shock. Suddenly I felt Jorge take my arm as he led me. My hips going in and out, her butt was big and firm and that only heightened the pleasure, this carried on for some time, she moaned but did not enjoy it as much as she did me licking her out.'Hmm' she said, 'maybe it would be more enjoyable if I fucked you instead'. I became more hard, but was nervous, what did she mean by her fucking me? With a dildo? I weren't into that, during sex I like to take submissive roles, but that sort of submissive was out of the question. 'Look, trust me, you'll.