Pulling the material to one side I saw her beautiful pussy for the first time, in fact the first little girl pussy I had ever seen. It was perfect, pi...k, delicate, the thinnest of lips being pulled open by her arousal and her position. The tip of my tongue flicked at her little pussy. She wriggled. I licked up a down that slit, not quite reaching her clit. She was moaning quietly. I licked up to her clit and sucked on the tiny nub. She immediately started humping against my face. I went to. The thing down my throat, the coolair on my skin, the unfamiliar fabrics on my body, the tightness around myneck, the pain in my arms; so much was new and unexpected that it took mea few seconds to remember what had happened. The rape, the abduction.My eyes filled with tears that spilled out and rolled down my face. To theleft, actually, because I was lying on my side. My hands were shackledbehind me. I couldn't see the shackles of course, but I could feel themetal on my wrists. There was tube. Then I slowly unzipped my dress and let itfall to the floor and I then kicked it off stage.Just then the music stopped and I was left there on stage looking like awoman in a bra, panties, a suspender belt, fishnet stockings, a boa andstilettoes.Then I heard Lola say "Imagine that Mylene was a man. If I had a guy onstage this is what I would do to him..."I felt my head being pushed forward as arms pulled my arms behind my backand I was handcuffed. Then as I stood there with my legs. . fuck..."The sensations run through his back like electricity. His mother's ass are so fucken hot on the inside. And tight... fucken tight. It feels like a huge fist opening and closing on his in and out moving rod. He knows he won't last long. He holds for dear life onto the fat rolls of her bucking hips as he moves in and out of the burning tight ass-hole of his own mother.He can already feel the express train moving through his tubes.And once again, he knows he is not going to pull out."I'm.