"Jill's eyes were wide, there was a rapt expression on her pretty face as mum urged me on with a string of obscenities, she had two fingers in her own... dripping wet cunt and a finger of her other hand embedded deeply in her anus."That's beautiful," she gasped. "It's just so fucking beautiful."Mum gripped my buttocks and heaved herself back at me."Do it, Tommy, do it to me, fuck my fucking brains out."Her nails dug into me, into the skin of my bottom and then further up, she raked my back, making. Some of the games, tricks, and stunts where done by people who arelisted as case workers and in one to one setting. Like cases of #metoo,it is one to one because the hidden abusers know about how to gaslightand manipulate in the shadows. She does not wish to discuss all thegames, but, she will discuss one.It is June, she is in a shelter which is a religious shelter and uses asynonym for the word "Peace." Although, it is not peaceful, the harshsix AM wake-up and rushing where she needs to go to. Wanting once again to experience that unique feeling of sliding into her, I began to pull out. Her love tunnel walls, while only a moment ago had resisted my entrance, now seemed to be trying to hold me buried deep within her hot tunnel. With only my cockhead buried within her love chamber, I once again began the journey down that hot path. She picked up my pace and as I pushed into her, she raised her hips to meet my thrust half way. “Faster, Scott. Go faster! And harder, much harder,” I heard. It was three flights of stairs down to where they kept her. Rodrigo was in a jovial mood as he downed one flagon of wine after another. Paula sat with James at the back and he had his arm around her. They kissed frequently and James was getting more and more daring as his hand crept under her dress and felt her erect and very hard nipple.Paula was hoping that all this was not going to lead to her losing her virginity. If James, getting more desperate and audacious by the second, had anything to.