By this time Roger was ready to go again as well and I didn't hear him approach. The next thing I knew, Rogers fat cock was stuffed in my mouth and bo...h of his hands were behind my head bringing me deep down on it. I fought it a bit at first but he demanded I relax. When I got to his balls I gagged and tried to push away. He just pulled me in that much harder. "Keep stroking your cock!" He barked out at me. I obeyed. I was stroking my shaft in every way he told me to. He was face fucking me. "Why are you doing this? Why do you align yourself with them?"Brandon sneered at the girl, and pushed his arm up against the cage, displaying the stitches in his wrist to her. "Hey! See this? This is how that precious asshole of yours tried to kill me! So this is just payback!" If I recall correctly, you were the one who struck first. THAT was payback." Hey! We were just messing with him!" The way you're messing with us?" She gestured to the cage. "You're keeping us locked in a cage, and you. It makes me feel all special inside”, I said in my 5-year-old voice, watching intently to what he was doing to me.He smiled as he continued to shave to stubble. “Little girls have smooth little pussies and you’re a little girl. Daddy doesn’t want you to grow up. He likes to take care of you. Does it make you feel special here too, Love?” He began to flick his finger over my clit and I saw that my nub was starting to harden and peek out from under its hood.I giggled. “Mmmmm…that makes me tingle. ”Sarah gave her son a close look. “Would that excite you Jimmy?”He nodded. “It would make my cock hard, Mom.”“It really would?” she asked. “You wouldn’t be ashamed of me?”“I’d be hot, not ashamed, Mom.”Sarah looked around, seeing men and women, a few teenagers, getting in or out of cars, going to the supermarket, to the bank where she had first given in to the impulse to expose herself. Her son, she saw, had an expectant look on his face. A shiver of delight flowed through her, and although she.