She was trying to fold her legs but the way I had positioned my head did not let her cover her love hole.My face was totally on top of her pussy and s...he could not do anything apart from pulling my head and hair. I licked her pussy lips again and this time I plucked one vaginal lobe between by teeth. She was now not able to control herself and was shouting. “”Aks Pleeaaaase…..don’t do….mar jaungi…..wahan nahin pleaaaaase….Tum upar jo karna hai kar lo….wahan nahin…please”But how can you stop in. Both of his hands pushing down on my head. Forcing me to take all of him into my mouth and into the back of my throat. My eyes water, I fight back the urge to vomit, I can feel him pulsate inside my mouth, and I know he’s close… “Ughhh hmmm damn..!” He lets go of me, his cum dripping from my mouth… I try my best to save all of it, to keep it in my mouth savoring it, before I swallow. His hand reaches out to me. His finger wipes the side of my lips and penetrates my mouth. I suckle on it for. His daugther was sucking on mom's tits. Richard almost fainted but we didn't stop. Soon I sprayed my cum on mom's face shouting obscenities "take it you filthy pig, you cum sucking whore mother of mine." while Richard's son kept fucking her ass moaning "Oh God! I can't believe my dad is going to marry a filthy whore like you and make you my mother".Richard threw mom and me out of his house that night. I was angry. If only mom had kept her hands to herself and waited for a week or so, she could. It consisted of pants, a coat, and long gloves made of boar’s hide. Leather thongs pulled the bottom of the pant legs tight around the top of my boots to keep bees out. More thongs pulled the wrists of the jacket closed around the gloves. A wide-brimmed hat had thin gauzy material draped around the front to keep bees out while still allowing me see what I was doing.The hat had been altered so there was a piece of leather hanging down in the back. He told me to try it on and have my wife stitch.