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Just then Ken came passed the window on the mower, Kyle waved at him. “Should I ask Dad to come in so he can watch while you explain that you not only fuck around on him…but you actually signed an agreement giving your son complete control over you?” “No…don’t…don’t you dar…” I stopped, did not want to dare him. Felt the resignation wave over me as I lowered myself in front of Kyle…he did not move until I undid his pants and sprung his penis out. As much as I now hated it…his penis is big and symmetrical… It only took a few minutes for me to ingest the entire length…even as it hardened as if made of stone…it shoved thru my tonsils…into the back of my throat…down into my esophagus…and then he started pounding it into me. He was fucking me….fucking my mouth…any oral skills I had was secondary…the thrusts were stretching me, my jaw felt as if it would break…my lips taking the full force of his pelvic bone… I struggled to time my breathing…he had to be almost to my stomach when my head bent back and shortened my esophagus….he drove and drove…and then he stiffened…the volume of his ejaculation overwhelmed my capacity and the force filled my nasal passages where they spilled out of my nose….and he continued to drain, japanese to squirt…until it was all spent. Knowing he was done…tried to pull back…but he grabbed the back of my head and held me. “I decide…not you”. Then he extricated himself, my throat contracting as his penis slowly came out. He stopped momentarily as the head of his penis rested on my tongue. As sore as my mouth was I managed to give the head a suck and was rewarded by a splash of his cum. His jizz rolled out of both my nostrils…stringing and dripping over my upper lip, some landing on the dress where my tits held it open, some mixing with the dribble from the corner of my mouth that was froze open from his pounding. I stood up and started to leave. ‘Where are you going?” Tried to say something, but only croaked…pointed to his jizz on my chin, my neck, and my dress. “No…keep it right here…it looks good on you…” The anger came back…building, and building I wondered if I could hold it back…but when I tried to speak, all I could do was squeak. I sniffled hard…felt his ejaculation get sucked into my nostrils…swallowed it, then licked my lips…pulling the remainder into my mouth with my tongue…whatever was left was too bad…the clumps on my dress…so what. The only one that seemed to notice was Kellie…she kept staring at it and asking questions…all I could do was squeak and croak which she seemed to find humorous. “Sounds like you swallowed a frog, Mom…and it got something on you” she laughed…so did Kyle. Chapter 6[b] Kyle left me alone the rest of the Hardcore day and almost all of Sunday…which was the first day I felt that I was starting to heal…the defoliate area was now just pink…and the swelling around the tattoos was going down. As long as I did not touch that ring…my clit was only a dull pain. But then it asian was Sunday night…Kyle cornered my in my bedroom…on purpose. He told me to turn around…he lifted my dress and I felt his hands on my ass. Whispered a prayer that he was not going to fuck me…I did not think that my clit could handle it. He lifted my dress over my head…I clenched my eyes…the other kids and Ken were just down the hall watching TV…Kyle massaged my tits from behind, pulled my nipples hard…I could not stop them from responding. I felt his hand slide between the crack of my ass…. Oh no, I thought…he is going for my pussy…but his fetish fingers amateur stopped at the entrance of my ass. Felt a finger slowly circle my asshole. In my head an alarm went off…nobody messes with my asshole…way back when, before Kyle was born, one person tried…it never happened and it never would….that area was forbidden…it was virgin. His finger slightly penetrated…I jerked forward trying to separate, but Kyle had my clamped against him. He pushed his finger in further…then all the way in…I second finger spread me further… “Kyle…no…no…please…that….I am…I have never given that up…” I hoarsely whispered, almost crying. “So….are you saying that your asshole is still a virgin?” I nodded my head…hoping he would take mercy…it was not to be. A third finger was inserted…he went in and out…he was finger fucking my asshole even as I tried my best to clamp it shut. He withdrew for a second…then I felt something wet and cold against it…I looked under my arm…a squished tube of K-Y jelly laid on the nightstand… I am not a complete imbecile, so I knew what I was then to do and I entered upon that service to her, very much enjoyed by me, and her privates. Are you enjoying this?” She returned a few minutes later with a bottle of Marcassin Vineyard Chardonnay asian which I knew from talking fetish with Nick was one of his very favorite wines. “Your husband is at home?” Sujata asked. Maxynn held open Abigail’s pussy lips, so she could eat her best friend better. She amateur WOULD have this dog for her own! “Oh, yes, yes, thank me,” I moaned, her tongue running up to my nipple. “I forgive you. I loved my futa-sister japanese so much. I grasped them both, cradling them in my palms like apples I was about to pick. It was all automatic. "We should all go, before they decide to surround us," Anglerod said. "Yes, Sir!" He went to bed early that night, since he had a crappy weekend without much sleep and he needed Hardcore to be at work early the next morning. I asked what she did for Kraft here. As my lips and tongue moved around his cock, the stiffer it grew. She slumped against the wall.