I heard Mistress tell me "Don't cum you cunt!" I was trying not to, my clitty soo hard as I was being pounded like a human sex toy. This zn like tranc...e was broken when I heard the guy in my mouth grunting and his cock throbbed and pulsed as he shot his load down my throat... most of it stayed in but as he pulled out there was a gag reflex and his cum ran down my chin. I was helpless and still being fucked from behind when another cock took the place of the one I had just sucked. I eager took. I had no words forit. I just followed along, feeling oddly like a lost puppy.Almost everyone was dressed to kill, and nearly every table was filledwith local celebrities and people of influence from all walks of life.The waiters and waitresses were dressed in impeccable black suits anddresses. A live band provided the ambiance, though they kept toclassical choices and at a volume that didn't challenge conversation.The mood was entirely calm, and refined.The dining room was enormous, filling. God! I never thought my cock could pump out cum with such force. The first significant stream of cum shot across her photo with some of it landing on my bed. My mom aimed my cock with each spurt making sure that I painted her face and tits with my big load. Once my cock had stopped spurting out cum ropes, she very slowly and tenderly, squeezed from the bottom of my shaft up to my swollen head, milking out the last drops making sure that they landed on her photo.As she held onto my cock,. Yes, that's right. Oh, wow. It feels as if I'm connected by humming wires to a perpetual arousal machine that's blending all points south of the border into a single quivering sweet spot. Countless tiny, teasing, tingling frequencies wriggle through the soft fabric hugging my sex. Soo good. My toes tighten their hug of the hardwood floor.Omigosh. I start to imagine wand-equipped seats in the seniors' classrooms, in cinemas, on trains...and their mind-blowing effects on all occupants.What if.