Still drinking her gin Mom walked up to me and said now it's time to do what your faggot father couldn't.Your going to suck and fuck your mothers puss...y and your going to like it or else I will beat you , do you get it?. I said yes Mommy. being dressed like a girl just made my Mom more wanting to hurt me, she wanted to take her anger for my Dad out on me. She crawled on top of me the bottle of gin still in her mouth. she moved her hole onto my mouth and told me to suck, I did as I was told she. Craig had been transferred to Charlotte, causing the move. But, because Kim's mom was ill, they had never been able to move their belongings together as she had been needed at home, basically since they had returned from their honeymoon.Steven had said to Craig that it must be tough to be married and yet be living apart. Craig was comfortable enough with Steven to hint that they had used letters and phone calls, and lately home videos, to keep each other excited about their next reunion. When. Her eyes, nose, mouth, and hair were all dripping with my cum. As I finished squeezing the last bit of my load off into her open mouth I looked down at her. "I want you to finish Buddy off in your mouth," I said.I went back and grabbed the dog, still humping, and led him to my mothers head. She grabbed his red cock in one hand and guided it to her mouth. When she put it in, the dog positioned himself and began to hump her face. My moms head was being thrown back from the force but before long I. Once they hit the floor, he lowered her back on her feet. He undid his pants, allowing his raging cock just enough freedom. “No one fucks me but you,” she panted. In one swift movement, Ian lifted her off the floor with her legs over his forearm, cradling her. With practiced expertise he balanced her weight effortlessly against the wall, legs spread perfectly apart. “Ahhhhh.” The moan was low in his chest as he entered her. Regan’s arms tightened around his neck. There was so very much of him..