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“Yes, that too.” I chuckled back. Mother laughed with me for a second, then her smile slowly faded. A frown creased her lips when she looked at me, and I stared implacably back. Then her frown unhinged, and her eyes went wide, and I saw in their depths the pieces aligning. Every little suspicion she’d denied and discarded, every whisper she’d decided not to hear, every spot of red lipstick on Father’s collar she decided was the result of a shaving error. They clicked into perfect place behind her eyes, and the mosaic they made was of a horror worse than the gallows or the noose. For I’d taken her past, her very identity, and I’d shattered it. God, it was beautiful. “No.” She whispered, unable to give voice to the words. “Yes,” I japanese smiled broadly, “ever since I was fifteen, Father has loved me. Not you, Mother, never you. You were only ever a means to an end for him, and that end was me. I made sure of it.” “No.” She couldn’t believe it, “No.” “The truth is always so painful.” I laughed at her, “Though in your case, I suspect the lie is quite excruciating as well. But don’t worry, Mother, I’m here for you.” I pulled the lever beside the door, and the chain that linked Mother’s wrists to the ceiling grew taut. She was forced upright with her hands overhead, and I made sure to crank the lever until her ankles and wrists were white with pressure. Then I opened the door, and dropped my bag of goodies on the floor before her. “You know, I’ve never tortured someone before. I’ve had people tortured, of course; it’s a necessary evil of spycraft, and while it can be gruesome, I’ve found at times that it can also be quite… exhilarating.” I pontificated as I searched my blowjob bag, “There’s a sexual aspect to it that people rarely talk about. Oh, people rarely talk about such a taboo subject as it is, but when they do it’s always about the victim. They never talk about the torturers.” I pulled out cumshot a knife, and turned to Mother with a broad smile on my face. She just gawked at me, her eyes so wide they seemed to pop from her skull. “The torturers love their victims,” I sauntered over to her, twirling the knife between my fingers, “for they give them unfettered truth.” I stopped before Mother, so close I could nearly taste her breath. “Isn’t that all sex is? A desire to make someone react big cock to you with whole-hearted honesty? Even the most descriptive sonnet cannot translate as much truth as a single breathy moan.” I slid the knife’s blade slowly up her thigh, watching the terror rising in her eyes, “Or one asian ear-splitting shriek.” I stopped a hair’s breadth from her slit, her womanly heat radiating onto my hand, “Tonight, we are going to be very, very honest with each other, Mother.” I slashed upward. “He's so cute! ‘Ur turn! But Jackie has said on many occasions she would never date one of the hands. I couldn't wait any longer and started to push back into his hard cock. I don't know how your doing it but I don't care, oh jesus that feels amazing, don't stop, oh god don't stop, this is amazing, my mothers tongue and my brothers cock both inside my womb!! Microphone in his hand, Lucas said, His presence is big cock just as important. Do we have to show you how wet you are from just this short playing around or can you feel is?” Like today at lunch. Eve looks at me with those eyes… I can see the water form in the corners as she holds on tight to my hand. Fern and I pulled away from the sight asian and walked to the water’s edge and sat down. I swear I thought I was going to come right there in my shorts it felt so good to have another girl touching my junk. Not evident from the picture, but she had been busy licking my cum off the floor at the time. He kept thrusting till she slapped his hand away from her braid and forced all of his cock down her throat. Then, the feeling of his rough fingers against her clit. “Yeah, that’ll be easy.” Because Ms. Dane moved her hands together with her explanation I could see her dress was not buttoned up correctly. "Her" pimp really wanted everyone to know that his white sissy was a real whore and proud of it. Were they going to hurt or? I would kind of wander away from them when they wanted to 'girl' talk. After a few more moments I begin to push my cock ever deeper into her mouth as I had done my mother only this morning. Peter japanese was by her side complaining about her playing with the chair and Ronja could not help to smile, her ruse blowjob had saved them from discovery. He smiled and so did I. I only needed a second to adjust the camera, making sure I was in screen before I sat back down again. "My bra isn't very comfortable like this. Tony felt self-conscious, thinking just how well-fed cumshot he must look in her eyes.