Maybe round two would be different, but right now I needed Trevor to cum in my mouth."There, your dirty girl made a decision." I thought to myself. I ...was quite proud of myself. I hope Daddy would appreciate how quickly I could decide what to do. My inner slut craved the taste of warm cum in her mouth. My inner slut wanted to taste Trevor. My inner slut was in charge.For the first time in a very long time, I was in charge and I kind of liked it. I made a mental note to be sure and tell Daddy. ‘Are you criticizing my singing voice?’ ‘Baby, you have a lovely voice. I was referring to you changing the lyrics. So how else could I possibly show my appreciation of how tolerant you were of my judgmental mother?’ ‘Jewelry is out because you obviously spent too much on me already,’ I replied dryly. He moved onto his hands and knees to hover over me. ‘I told you not to take her seriously. My mom can be a bitch until she gets to know you.’ His hot breath tickled against my neck. He nipped at. I love your hand on my cock. It's so soft."She took his balls in her other hand and started to gently caress them while continuing the squeezing. Ned felt like too much more of this would have him coming, but he'd learned from experience that his mother was able to judge almost perfectly how much more play would bring a guy's dick shuddering off into an orgasm. She was able to toy with a dong for as long as she liked, keeping him just under the boiling point. The kind of toying she did he. Then it happens, he straightens up as you hear him spit. Then his hands spread your asscheeks with his fingers on the rim of your asshole. (OH FUCK, this is it you think) He slips the head of his fat, black dick in easily, then immediately begins ramming your asshole. This time there is a stronger sense of urgency. You feel it and want to force him to drop a load in your ass. Biting your lip hard, you fight the urge to cry out as you suffer through this abusive anal assault.Finally you can.