Flattered (and a bit tipsy), I opened my arms and slowly turned round with a little bit of added bum wiggling :)We sat back down on the settee and he ...filled our glasses once more before settling back angled towards each other. His gown had fallen open enough to clearly expose his cock and he made no effort to adjust it. ‘I was just remembering in the shower how good it felt to have you touch my leg earlier’ and with that he gently touched my knee.Soon his hand was heading up my thigh and my. He catches me from behind and puts one hand on my mouth so I can't scream and with the other holds my hands behind my back. He calls for someone. Another guy comes and ties my legs and hands with rope. Then they slide on a pantyhose on my head and tape over it to block my vision and to stop me from screaming. One of them - strong, muscly one - puts me on his shoulder, my ass up in the air, while the other one suggest what they should do to me. 'We should gape her asshole.' "Yes, we should'. “Good morning, Mister Reaper. I’m Detective Mike Crowley with the Matucket Police Department. I’d like to talk to you about what happened to you. You up for that?”“Yes, sir.” I glanced over at Mom, who was standing there.“I want to stay. Is that all right?” she asked.He nodded pleasantly. “That’s standard procedure in the case where we are interviewing a minor, Mrs. Reaper.” He turned back to me. “You want your mom here, Mister Reaper?”“Yeah, sure. Call me Grim, everybody does.”He smiled at. Sometimes he would cum with his cock on my tongue so I could taste it before I swallowed it but usually, after vigorously fucking my throat with his cock, he would cum with his cock buried deep in my throat. I couldn't taste it but I could feel his cock pulsating in my throat as he ejaculated directly into my esophagus. Once, we were almost caught by his older sister when she came home unexpectedly just as he was cumming in my mouth. He was able to quickly put away his cock and zip his pants.